Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-11462477-20130724221048/@comment-11462477-20130730193910

The towns odd silence fills you with curiosity. You approach the town gates. They're open, arrows pepper the large wooden doors. No one guards the gates. The town appears empty. You enter the town cautiously and head for the castle. The count should know what's going on. As you walk down the narrow streets, suddenly a spear sails by your head, narrowly missing you. "Wait! They're not one of them." You look up and see some Bravil guards on the roofs of the wooden houses. "Get up here, we'll lower the ladder." A rope ladder swings down from the roof, the three of you climb it. Seven Bravil guards are scattered around the rooftops. Their white tunics torn and blood stained, they all look exhausted and battle scared. "How did you get past the blockade? Those Ebony Soldiers kill anyone that gets too close to the town!" "There was no blockade..." You say in a confused voice. "We just walked here." "Well you've come to Bravil at a troubled time my friend, soldiers clad in Ebony armor have been besieging us. They kill anyone who gets too close or too far from the town. Most of the citizens are dead or evacuated to the keep. All that remains that can fight are we seven, and two more guards watching over the count. My name is Vitellia. What brings you here anyway?" "We've come to solve your ebony soldier problem." Says Anaril. "My companions were attacked by them in High Rock, and we've since been hunting them." "Do you know where they're at?" asks Vitellia. "Maybe, there's a fort to the west of here that we think they're stationed in." Vitellia considers this, "I think you should see the count. He might be able to help. Follow me." You all climb back down to the streets and walk towards the keep. As you walk by the statue of The Lucky Old Lady, Areis bows his head for a moment as though praying, and continues on. You're about to ask him what's on his mind when Vitellia speaks. "The people are starving, we're running out of food too quickly. Thank the 8 that you've arrived when you did." You walk up the steps to the keep and Vitellia opens the doors. Two guards stand inside, swords raised, Vitellia makes a gesture with his hands and they sheath their swords. The count sits on his throne, examining a map. "My liege." Vitellia says, bowing. "These three have come to kill the Ebony soldiers that have been plaguing us." The count seems too look you all up and down wearily. Examining you for a hidden strength of some kind. At last he speaks. "What makes you think you can do what my legion of guardsmen could not?" He asks in a tired voice. You speak "Their leader has an amulet. That amulet is their weakness. We know where their fort is stationed and we can get that amulet." The count looks at you, and is about to speak, but is interrupted by a loud booming voice that seems to make the castle shout, you recognize it from the farm attack. "Mortals, I grow weary of playing with you. My soldiers are stationed to attack. We will be razing the city to the ground, your argonian savior shall not be your salvation." All is silent for a moment, then you hear a guard shout "Catapults on the western gate!"

A: Help them fight off the soldiers

B: Attempt to reach the fort