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9th of Midyear

"You're really going to stay in here and starve?" Skuldar asked, dumbfounded.

Cynric had taken the liberty of spying on the troops on the wall, waiting for the surrender. When he heard the Thane's response, he realised that they needed a change of leadership, and fast. Cynric cast Shadow on himself - it wouldn't hide him, but it would make it difficult to pick out his features. He climbed up onto a nearby roof, and pulled out his crossbow. Using the spyglass to line up the shot, he fired, and the bolt came whistling out, toward the Thane's head.

20th of Hearthfire

About thirty or so soldiers were in the barbican. They had sealed themselves in, and were lighting the torches, preparing the defences in case of attack.

The soldiers of Kvatch had nearly roused themselves by now, and were about to set out to the walls and the barbican.