Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150210232837/@comment-5543592-20150211025508

"Dwemer cult it is then." Agreed Tomas. "We're already anchored in the Reach, so we'll just head there." The crew made there way to the rowboat and departed the ship. Arriving on a beach they headed inland. After about 20 minutes of silent walking, Tomas spoke up:

"Bthardmaz isn't far from here.  I actually still remember where it is.  If we make a-"

Suddenly, a bunch of Forsworn popped out of the bushes and from behind rocks surrounding he path. They made a semi-circle around the group, to their left and right, and in front of them.

The Forsworn were armed with bows, but no arrows were drawn. They watched the group as Tomas called them to a halt.

"Tomas?" Asked on woman, who was at an elevated position, on top of a boulder.

The Battlemage looked taken aback. "Uh... yeah?"

"Warlord Artair would like to speak with you.  Will you hear him?"

Tomas raised a brow, and looked back at the group.