Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150212052353/@comment-25418438-20150214113727

Ulrich burst through the doors of the tavern ad slowly staggered to a seat near the bartender, as he moved through the tavern he noticed a lot of vomit on the floor and several of his men had passed out.

"What happened to you?" The bartender asked as Ulrich ordered an Ale. "Some elf by the name of Car- something decided it would be funny if I didn't have a throat... damn elves"

"That wouldn't be Carrik, would it mister?"

"Yeh that sounds right.. although I was unbelievably pissed last night so I may be wrong"

"I don't think so... theres an elf in the employ of the thalmor.. a bosmer going by the name of Carrik who supposedly skinned a few Nords near riften and feasted on their corpses. Took the guards several weeks to find the bodies so as you can imagine... not a pretty sight" The bartender replied as he served Ulrich his drink. Then the thought came to Ulrich... a purpose other than that of mantling Talos. "WAKEY WAKEY BOYS... WE'RE GOING TO HUNT US SOME BOSMER" Ulrich yelled out to his men who sluggishly started to awaken.