Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140606013759/@comment-24344819-20140627125757

Fort Frostfall...

"I don´t know." Borkhan replied. "I am getting tired of waiting." He grunted.

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Whiterun, watchtower close to the pale...

"Hey." A Whiterun guard told his nearby comrade.

"Yeah?"

"You ever wonder why we´re here?"

"Yeah, of course. Was it fate that my mother and father met at the right place at the right time? Is there something invisible, guiding us, watching over our every step?"

"...No, i meant why we´re here. All the way out on the border of the Pale."

"Oh..."

"...Wanna talk about it?"

"Nah."

"Anyway, why are we here?"

"Haven´t you heard? There´s this dangerous criminal runaway causing a ruckus in the Pale. Supposedly some kind of big bandit lord maybe. We are supposed to sound the horn if he shows up to attack Whiterun."

"Pfft, as if bandits would attack Whiterun!"

"I know, right? Not on my watch."

"..."

"...."

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"What´s that over there in the distance, coming closer?"

"Are those...?"

"...Yep, looks like it."

"Wow."

"Sound the horn?"

"Sound the horn."