Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180502120629

(He controlled Markarth, not Riften.)

The name was familiar, but those events were so long ago that the Redguard was a kid when they happened so he didn't really remember them. Especially since they didn't happen anywhere near his home of Stros M'Kai.

"You talk too much, old man. The boss wants you gone and we're going to make you gone." The Redguard said. He turned to his men and ordered them to attack.

The Bloody Fist, about a dozen of them, charged at the pirates.

Jerod had to wait for over 15 minutes before the Magistrate opened the doors and an Imperial officer walked out. The Imperial looked over at Jerod, but didn't give him any special attention. He headed down the hall from where Jerod and the Magistrate had come.

The Magistrate then gestured for Jerod to enter the chamber. "His grace is waiting for you inside."

Ataff nodded. "Aye, they served under the same Commander as us when the King was still alive."

"You bastards will never catch Captain Shelakh's crew." The one-eyed pirate stated. "His longships are too fast for your clunky Imperial vessels to keep up with."

When the bats were gone, Lhotun said. "Those didn't look so giant."

"I don't think those were the ones that the hunter warned about. They didn't even try to attack us, just flew over our heads." Shav said. "The fire probably scared them too much."

"Well, let's see if there is some truth to the information those three silver pels cost us. If your friend is living in this cave we should find something lying around here." Lhotun said.

They got to searching.