Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191208100516

(@Nelthro, Zoor: Timeskip?)

Despite his size, Tannr still seemed to enjoy a pat on the head. The big cat purred a bit as Reyl gave it some affection.

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"Really? So that means your clan is descended from Ysgramor's. Must be an honor. We Begalins can trace our ancestry to the Kings of Atmora, but we share no blood with Ysgramor. At least none that we know." Elisiv said.

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Arch-Mage Gauldur returned to the camp of the College mages outside the city. Theirs was a camp to the east of the city near the Ice Quarter, beside the camp of the Saarthal soldiers.

"Master, how went the meeting?" Geirmund asked.

"It went well. Our objective was secured." Gauldur replied. "We must gather the Master Wizards tomorrow to plan. Jarl Harald has given us his leave to integrate ourselves in with the other forces."

"Does he know of our goal of claiming the elven relics?" His apprentice and close friend asked.

"He does. I saw no reason to lie to the Jarl. If anything telling him the truth helped ingratiate ourselves to him. From the meeting I could tell that some of the others there had their own interests in mind as well. Being straightforward with ours seems to have gained us his respect." Gauldur replied.

"He was, according to our spies." Yslenor replied. "We thought of sending assassins after him, but it would have likely had the opposite effect. Him dying mysteriously would have just martyred him and made the Atmorans more eager to fight us."