Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170518153821/@comment-2165692-20170627221802

Egil draws Morgenlys and throws away the helmet. "I woulnd't have dreamed that the Commander would know the name, even though it was just a random one from somewhere I cannot even remember, perhaps I should have picked a more recent one." he pointed the blade at Shomane, "Let everyone see your eyes, Thalmor. and show your teeth. I'm sure the guards will be just as compliant when they know, they're working for a Vampire." he says and grins. The guard immediately looks at Shomane, suddenly terrified "Would you dare to arrest a stormcloak, when a servant of the Daedric Prince Molag Bal stands before you? Remember, Molag Bal is also the Patron Deity of the Reachmen." he continues on, slowly lowering morale of the guards and turning their attention away from himself to a seemingly worse threat. Sharp teeth, enough to tear through skin, glowing eyes a trait shared by all vampires." he says. The guards seem to disperse all around them "They won't be arresting anyone on your orders anymore, Vampire."

Skald the Elder and his Housecarl escape along with their steward, fleeing to Windhelm. Word is sent to Winterhold, Falkreath, Riften and Whiterun to bolster their defenses and conscript all able-bodied men and women into their ranks. Especially the wizard of the college. Another message is left with a courier to find Nazrei, a lesser known stormcloak sympathizer.(I mentioned that in her bio.)

Nazrei gets up "From here on, they won't get out the same door, my guess is that they'll exit through the cave the embassy is built upon. i found the cave when I was younger, before the war. prime location to dump unwanted evidence." Nazrei looked at the others, "I'm surprised you all stayed around. Thank you." She then headed down the mountain.