Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20131112133018/@comment-3293219-20140102195826

Caleb stepped out into the battlefield of Whiterun, immediately encountering several vampires, who were feeding off of the corpses of dead guardsmen. One of them heard the old pirate's footsteps and turned, snarling at him. As Caleb drew his swords, an arrow flew over his shoulder and went into the creature's forehead, it's head flew back as it keeled over. The dunmer swung around to see Morgen, stood ontop of a rock, readying another arrow.

As he faced his enemies again, many of them had pulled to their feet and began to sprint for him. Caleb swung the first of his imperial shortswords and wounded one of the vampires, below the ribs and across the shoulder, sending it staggering over the edge of the stairway and falling several ft, head first onto the stone paving slabs at the bottom. Caleb ran the second one through and decaptitated it with an, almost immediate, horrizontal strike. It's head flew into the air, spraying blood on the dunmer's face and spraying the Battleborns as they ran into the fray, taking care of the enemies infront of them.

Fenris marched past the slaughter, gesturing for Caleb and the redguard, along with several guards to follow him. Caleb looked over to the redguard woman, like him, she didn't seem to be here by choice. Fait had dragged her here, kicking and screaming and it had no intentions of letting her go, in many ways, they were the same.

"Stop!" Fenris insisted, raising his hand.

He peered over the approached to area outside of the Bannered Mare, before turning back to his group. "I spotted twenty to thirty of them down there..." He explained, kneeling down to reduce the chances of getting spotted.

"There are twenty of them down there..." Fenris explained as everyone huddled around. "Now, we need to make sure that the gates are shut, keeping reinforcements out but we also need to kill all of the vampires in the city, so that we don't get overwhelmed the second that we shut the gate."

"What about that... dunmer's team?" The redguard finally spoke, to everyone's surprise.

"Irileth are our reinforcements."

"Wouldn't they be the perfect team to deal with those vampires?" The redguard was clearly doubtful of Fenris and his men.

"We can't sit around waiting for them." A guard butted in, looking around for any vampires in the upper parts of the city.

"That's for damn sure..." Caleb hissed, raising his swords.

"What are you-"

"Your guards and I can clear that bottom area, if we can't kill them, then we'll distract them long enough for you to close the gate and be our reinforcements." The pirate explained, glancing over his shoulder, checking on Morgen, who seemed to be stood around, looking for any threats.

Fenris nodded in agreement, "it's better than waiting here... but who will lead them?"

"I will!" Caleb and the redguard snapped, simultaneously. They then looked at eachother in dissagreement.

"Do either of you have military experience?" Fenris asked, trying to interview them both.

"I lead a squadren of blades." The redguard put forward, she didn't seem especially proud of it and was stating it as a fact.

"I was the captain of ship..." Caleb countered, not giving too much away.

Fenris paused for a second, "fine, dunmer? You're incharge of these men."

Caleb felt a sense of accomplishment until he noticed the ice cold glare of the redguard next to him.

"Okay men... move out!" Fenris ordered.

(Sorry, headcold, I'll add more later.)