User:Lonesome Courier/Forge World

Falkreath Hold, 19th of Evening Star, 4E 202

Just outside Fort Neugrad, an Archmage, Werebear, healer, and another Battlemage were looking at the fort.

Darius, the Archmage, thought for a second. "Korgrav, Ys, you mind storming the gates while Arabelle and I go through the back door?"

"Do you really have to ask?"The Werebear grinned like a Cheshire Cat as his grizzly bear voice chuckled.