Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-19164168-20170609015814

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: "Hmm, was she your ancestor? Well I don't recall the name off the top of my head, but I can look into the city's burial records. Since she was a Breton I'd assume she was buried in the city cemetery. That's were most non-Nords are buried." Mera replied.

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The guard examined the group. "Garrisoned Forts are off limits to civilians. Move along, we're not an inn." He replied gruffly.

Hulgarth sighed at Bryn's response. "The fuck kind of response was that. To get these soldier to do what you want you'll need to do better than that."

He put a hand on Cristus' head and then yelled up to the battlements. "Open up, we were attacked along the way by bandits and require refuge! We've got a child with us!" The Nord made sure that Cristus was clearly visible to the Stormcloaks.

After a few moments, the guard yelled down. "Open the gates, let them in!"

The fort gates were opened, so the carriage could ride into the courtyard. "Likely so, ma'am" Freyja nodded.

If she's still there, I may get a clearer picture on what really happened to her...

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The carriage immediately rode into the courtard. The driver got off to check the horse if it was doing fine.

Cristus felt uncomfortable. He thought that the Blackhearts would willingly attack the Fort, even with proxy. If they really wanted him dead, they would stop at nothing to achieve their goal.