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Asin sat on his throne as the creature slunk into the room. “Master… We have received reports of… an invasion planned for Falkreath… A large army is marching there as we speak.”

Asin frowned. “Mmmm… Rebels… They think to take me by surprise.”

“Yes, milord.”

Asin stood up. “Send the Hounds… And send… her.”

“Her? Milord, she’s not properly trained!”

Asin glared down at the Man-like creature, coldly. “She is young, you are correct, but her hide is like steel. Her teeth like swords. With the power of my armies, they will be unable to defeat her.”

“But…. It is a forest, milord.”

“Falkreath has little use to me, anyways.” Asin mused. “We’ve taken all the Wood we need from its forests. Let it burn.”

“A show of your power?”

“A show of my power.”

A roar came from outside Asin’s window, mixed with the screams of an old woman. “The witch is becoming restless… Her brood will move out soon.”

The Man-like creature bowed. “Yes, my lord. Your Queen would like to see you, as soon as possible.”

Asin nodded. “I will see her soon… But you, Tharn, must go.”

‘Tharn’ nodded, and left.

A show of my power…

The Rift provided very little challenge for the Armies of House Redoran. Their highly-trained, elite fighting force moved through the forests, across rivers, until they finally reached the city itself.

The newly-appointed Lord Hlaalo Redoran, the younger brother of the old Lord Redoran, was very unimpressed. How the Imperials failed to take this city, he had no idea.

Of course, the Dunmer man was just seeing it after the attack, so the city was already severely weakened.

Still, after his house had entered into the servitude of King Asin, he had hoped that they would have been able to prove his might by surging through an important city, not this… Thieves’ Den.

It would be a simple attack, and then the full might of House Redoran would go to bolster the ranks of the elementmancers.

As the sun began to rise, guards began to stir. They began to see the Dawn sun gleaming off of the helms of the Redoran Army. Soon, alarms began to ring, as archers appeared on the walls.

“Fire.”

The catapults rolled into place, and released their cargo.

Flaming stones rolled onto the city’s wooden streets, soon lighting them up like the cities that were crushed by the fire of Red Mountain.

People were rushing out of their homes, screaming. They began to run, or swim, towards the lake, where they hoped to escape the flames. However, the ice-coldness of the lake deterred many of them, causing them to stay as close to the water as possible without being frozen.

Redoran Guardsmen began to sneak into the city, where they could take out the archers with little trouble. When this was done, they opened the gates, letting the armies of Lord Redoran inside.

When the townspeople saw this, they of course thought it a trick. The Dunmer in the city must have let them in! They began to fall upon every Dunmer man, woman, and child they could before they themselves were massacred.

Very few Nords made it out of the city, including Thieves, a few Guards, and a Clan known as ‘Autumn-Arrow’…

Elana rode through the frozen tundra of Whiterun Hold, hoping to make it to the tower before nightfall.

However, she was freezing. Her arms were pale and shivering, and her teeth were chattering.

She prayed that any Aedra… Daedra… Anything… Would protect her. ''Save me... Save him...''