Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141112021419

Upon closer investigation, Lorcan could see that the marker was simply a large stone tablet bordered by the images of stone dragons. The tablet was cracked and worn with age, and the carvings of the dragons were faded, but Lorcan could still read most of what was written in the stone. As he brushed away the snow that had gathered on the marker, it's message became clear to him, as it had somehow survived centuries of harsh winters and heavy storms.

Upon closer investigation, it read:

''Dedicated to the sons and daughters of Akatosh who defended this stronghold against tyrants both familiar and foreign. May their hands never forget their skills, and may we never forget their enduring sacrifice to our Empire.''

Judging from how faded and old the text seemed, Lorcan could guess that the marker was probably written by someone from the days of the Reman Empire, but he couldn't be certain.

Beneath the tablet, half-buried under the snow, sat what appeared to be a sword. Lorcan could see most of the leather hilt and a bit of the blade itself. It looked to be one of the swords commonly issued to Imperial soldiers, although it was dull from age and spotted with what appeared to be rust. Upon closer inspection, however, Lorcan could see that it was dried blood. But strangely enough, there was no corpse to be seen. It seemed as if someone had either moved it or buried it. After all, it couldn't have just gotten up and walked away on it's own, could it?