Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191105105704

(Timeskip it is, let's go!)

Jarl Harald was standing atop the battlements of his city, looking out onto the river basin where it lay. The usual grassy landscape of the summer months was overshadowed by the rows and rows of tents set up outside Vindhelm. For a month now, his supporters had been arriving in the city with their forces. Vindhelm could not hold so many people so they had to set up camps outside the city walls. Colorful banners over each camp denoted who they belonged to. From Jarls to village chiefs to Companion crews. Thousands had gathered in Vindhelm.

"I've never seen an army so large before." Skorm said, walking up behind Harald. He had arrived from Morvunskar with his forces a few days ago. His camp was beside the Great Bridge.

"Neither have I. I had never imagine that so many would answer my call to arms." Harald said.

"It is hard to believe." Skorm agreed.

"Indeed. Our people have been fighting each other ever since the Dragon Cult was defeat, but even before then we were never this united before. The only time we ever came together like this was during the Return under Ysgramor." Harald noted.

"Now our people gather under you, Ysgramor's heir." Skorm said.

"Yes." Harald muttered, looking out at the vast army that have pledged to fight for his cause. "When our people unite under a common goal, a common leader. We can do great things." he said under his breath.

The Jarl turned around and patted Skorm on the shoulder. "Let's return to the palace for now."

Captain Bodvar had arrived back in Yorgrim a day after Jofrodr and Reyl returned from their quest. He informed the other Companions of the Jarl's plan to attack after summer and ordered his men to get ready. Since then the Ylgermet crew had been training and recovering their strength after the losses they took against the Orcs.

"The captain said that we'd be departing for Vindhelm later today. I think it might be time for us to pick up Tannr from the kennels." Jofrodr suggested to Reyl.

They had checked up on the sabercat a few times in the last few months, but mostly left him to the Nede to train.

The Companions of the Jorrvaskr crew were loading up themselves and their equipment onto the many longships floating on the White River beside the city of Drakefell. Along with Jarl Ivar and his forces, they planned to sail down river all the way to Vindhelm. That was the fastest route, though the White River did have some waterfalls that they would need to bipass on foot. The River District of the city was booming with activity as the vast number of longships were being prepared for the trip.

Elisiv was helping to load the ships. She set down a crate of food supplies and then looked over at Kal. "It's going to be your first time home in several months. How are you feeling? Excited?"

By now Kal had already received her new shortsword from the Gray-Mane smith, she had received it not long after completing that quest to stop the food thefts.

Karyor had spent months in Gondorin, living alongside his kin. The Falmer garrison had grown to trust him and get used to him during that time.

Lady Yslenor had left the half-breed in the dark when it came to the developments of the last few months. Admar had been sending them a lot of information on the Atmorans and their plans and a few months ago he had confirmed that the Atmorans were planning to invade in the summer. Since Karyor had proven not to be an enemy spy, she decided that it was time to let him in on everything.

A Paladin knocked on Karyor's door. "Karyor. The Lady Curate requests your presence."