Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150307233515/@comment-25038310-20150308175412

"The Princess of the Dominion? It's a trap!" The Altmer shouted over the room.

"Nonsense! I say we trust this Priest!" The Bosmer exclaimed. "There's a man on the inside! What other thing can we possibly wish for?" He asked, as he looked around the courtroom.

"If the dominion is going to go about killing those we protect," An old Nord stood up, who had a mighty long beard and was dressed in the robes of a scholar or a mage. "We have to try and convince them not to! Offer our services under that condition!"

"Gentlemen! Jack and I have already decided how he will act!" Marcus claimed. Upon him speaking, the entire room was silent. It was obvious that the man was a fearsome leader, and that his word was to be followed and feared. "Jack will go escort the Princess to Ancient's Ascent, and he shall do anything in his power to protect her from an attack. We will reason with words, not swords."

"But.. If the Dominion agrees not to massacre every woman and child in Skyrim, then the Cult will be our enemy." A voice said, coming from a Khajit.

"Then all is as it should be. The cult has attacked High Rock! They are still our enemies! I agree with Marcus."

It's not like Marcus needed support to ensure his plan. But it was always appreciated. Although some emissaries grumbled and mumbled under their breaths,many agreed with nods and cheers.

"Meeting dismissed."

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Sarah cocked her head slightly, and shrugged. "Alright then. Don't worry. My brother never stays away for long.. Atleast, that's what I hope."

With that, she turned around, in a hurry, and started walking to the docks once again.