Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180514171731/@comment-2165692-20180703002659

Lia was breathing more calmly now, her expression was clearly one of sarcastic doubt as she looked at Elvrich. Before standing again.

Serana walked past them heading up towards the prelate.

Ellina seeing that the spores appeared to have cleared, went down, following the others but kept her mouth covered by a cloth just in case.

(Not that interested in the ride, I see, timeskip then.)

The carriage stopped in front of Dawnstar where something was going down, a tall black haired Altmer and a Stormcloak was holding a conversation "You are being irrational, sir." the Altmer stated "I can assure you, my race does not determine my affiliation. I'm not much for religion but I can assure you I have nothing against your worship."

The stormcloak appeared angry "This isn't over elf, if your people didn't outnumber us 10 to 1, I'd have cut you down the moment you sat foot here. I'll advise that you get out of Skyrim and run back home to your Isles." he said and walked back to a stormcloak camp nearby.

The Altmer's supposed crew could be seen up the mountain, they were almost up to the temple, but for some reason had not entered it, at least 60 men.