Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150525234127/@comment-17114085-20150607122825

(@Helios: You can, I have enough characters to control. I will change the name of the Lords of Ykalon to Arlion.

@Septimus: Stannis the Mannis and Aegon Blackfyre are pretenders to the throne! The true king is Jon Targaryen!)

The Black Fortress had never seen so much activity. All the squires had been training for combat the past 3 week, readying for the war with the Orcs.

Dagur's blacksmithy was working around the clock to make weapons and armor for all the men that were going to be a part of the war.

They'd be leaving for the war any day now, they were as ready as they would ever be.

A raven flew to the Black Fortress, going to the coup in the Commander's Tower.

From the courtyard where he was training with Paur, Jovron wondered what was on the message. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling about it. Within minutes a Crow came over to the fighting ring and told the elf that he had been called by the Knight-Commander. ''This can't be good. It must be from the message.''

Gerrick had his eyes covered by his hand. When he saw Jovron enter his quarters he sighed and straightned up. "Lad, there is no good way to say this. So I am just going to tell it to you straight. King Edgar was executed yesturday."

Jovron's heart stopped. He didn't know how to respond to that, how to act. He couldn't wrap his mind around it. Dropping to his knees he felt a few tears roll down his face.

"I am sorry, Jovron. I truely am. I never met your father but I know his reputation, he was a good man, he didn't derserve this." The old Altmer said. He got up from his chair and walked over to Jovron. "I know you need time to grieve but we have none. We leave the Black Fortress for war tomorrow. I need you to pull it together, you are one of the finest fighters in the Crows. Right up there with Lyon, Alodie and myself. We will need everyone to be focused on the war."

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The past month the Orcs' raids had increased in numbers. King Damian ordered more men to the Wrothgarian Mountains to protect his lands there, however the Orcs continued to cause trouble for them. They used guerrilla tactics and ambushed the King's men whenever they could.