Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191121221359

Night of Tears? Yslenor knew little about the fall of Falmer civilization and the war with the humans, only a superficial knowledge of the Falmer accounts of the atrocities committed during the war. She had never studied the period more in depth as it was very depressing and emotionally controversial. While she wasn't alive back then, she had lost family to the war so it was pretty personal. Though the same could be said of most Falmer living in Mereth.

"We should leave the Chantry, but we have other business here in Ilinhame. In fact, the main reason for us coming here was to test your abilities. To do so in Gondorin would be risky. The fortress is close to the border so the chances of Atmoran scouts spotting your storm and any other spells you cast is high. However, Ilinhame is an island city very far from any human lands. We can test your abilities here as much as we like." Yslenor said as she stood up from the couch.

"I understand." Elisiv muttered. "Though what is your favorite place here? I hear that Vindhelm has a fighting arena. Drakefell has no such place, only the training yard of the Companions. I'd love to see Ysgramor's arena. I bet even now they are holding fights there, probably more so to entertain the idle soldiers."

The Shield-Sister looked around, but there was no clear sign of this fighting arena that she mentioned. The tall buildings around them were hiding it from view at the city entrance.

"Did you ever fight there? I know you're not exactly a warrior, but even someone of more dexterous skills like you can fight in an arena. I bet your agility would be a major advantage." Elisiv asked.

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Jarl Harald arrived at the feast hall and sat on his high seat. The army leaders had gathered in a crowd in the middle of the U-shaped tables as they waited for the Jarl to address them.

"I, Jarl Harald Word-Bringer, welcome you to my city. It is an honor to have you by my side. You are Skyrim's elite, the ones that will help me finish Ysgramor's war once and for all." Harald stated.

Harald personally greeted everyone of the army leaders before they took their seats. The various army leaders stepped forward towards high seat and greeted the Jarl. Most notable among them was Jarl Ivar, who said. "Young Harald, greetings. I am Jarl Ivar of Hvitstrad, heir to Harbinger Jeek of the River, Ysgramor's successor. My ancestor was one of Ysgramor's most loyal and fearsome Companions. I mean to make him proud by striking down as many elves as him and his crew did ages ago."

"Welcome, Jarl Ivar. That you'd come personally is an honor indeed. I know our two clans have not been in good terms in the last century, but my father always spoke highly of you and yours. I saw the large force you brought with you. I am glad to have them fight beside mine." Harald returned his greeting as he had with the others.

"Cousin!" The Heir to Saarthal said during his greeting. "I come in my father's place for he is an old man and war is something he can no longer endure. I bring with me Saarthal's best warriors and even mages from the College." he gestured over to the robed man standing beside him.

The robed man stepped forward. "A pleasure to meet you, Jarl Harald. I am Arch-Mage Gauldur, leader of the College. My organization offers its full support in the fight against the elven mages."

"We will certainly need it, Arch-Mage." Harald knew that Gauldur was currently the Arch-Mage, as he had been for a few decades now, but he was pretty disappointed that the legendary Shalidor had not shown himself. "Cousin, your presence is always welcome here. Vindhelm is your home as well."

Hjörvard of Saarthal bowed his head in gratitude. "Let us face battle as one and make our ancestors proud."

These greetings continued until everyone had said their peace and taken their seat. That was when Harald said. "I called you here today to discuss the war plans for the imminent invasion of Mereth."