Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20131216193102/@comment-24274106-20140101175937

(Sorry I was waiting for something that involved me.)

Octavius was in Markarth with his men, resupplying. He talked to the inn-keeper in the inn.

"Is that.. Blades armor?"

"Yeah." Replied Octavius.

"Ah, then here. Take all food you need. Take down the false Emperor. Long live Daric Septim!"

"Oh, thank you! Don't worry, We'll have his head!."

Octavius and his men rested for the night.