Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150618162258/@comment-5583506-20150622004357

As Elda reached her chambers a maid had already taken the courtesy of filling up a bath for her in a wooden tub. The Reachwoman slid out of her clothes and sank down into the steaming water with a content sigh.

"Is there anything else you wish, my lady?" asked the maid.

"Hm?" groaned Elda. "Oh. Oh! No, not all. This will do just fine."

"I will take my leave then."

"Mmm, do so..." purred Elda and sank down completely into the tub.

"My lord", said the Altmer as she entered the inn.

If she somehow wants me to become less resistant towards her advances, she should stop calling me 'lord', he reflected.

"What is it?" he asked.

Mystara smiled. "One hundred and fifty men!"

He shone up. "One hundred and fifty? That's more than I could have ever hoped for. Combined with the men we already got we have just about over two hundred and fifty."

"Let's not forget the contract with the Enforcer", said Mystara with a smug smile. "If he is true to his word we might just be able to gain over six hundred men."

The Bull nodded. "Aye. It looks like we are getting somewhere. Slowly, but surely. During the Civil War, I only had just about a thousand men, but together we managed annihilate threats five times our size. All it takes is a little cunning and strategy. Tactics over numbers."

"Let's just hope that these Orcs doesn't have the same ideas as you do, or else it won't matter how large a force we manage to muster."

"True. But enough about that. Sit down and have a pint. We will leave Falkreath first thing in the morning. I want to set up a camp just outside the Reach and await the troops from the Enforcer. From there on we will clear up these regions and wage our war against the legions."

Mystara blushed, she made no secret of how she felt whenever she saw her commander spoke of how they would liberate Tamriel.

"To victory", stated Arngrim with a nod.