Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24793042-20150820043328/@comment-24793042-20150902194743

The dunmer then ran for his life, not looking back. Thanking the Tribunal for helping him shut his mouth about the real reason he had invaded. The only thing people would see when he ran was a sly smile on his face, as he had played the craven prince and gotten away with it.

Now the only thin that worried him was how he was going to explain the death of his pawns to the Black Sabre... --

When the slaves and army reached Solitude, it was late. At first, civilians were wondering why the army had come back off schedule, but when they saw the slaves, they saw why. The slaves were brought to the Guild, where they could be branded and registered. Nobles who saw the slaves being herded to the guild chose to stay up the night to wait for theme to be on the market. The only slave that wasn't sold or gifted to a Noble was the Queen. Her Guild brand was placed on her back, and she was treated to a bath and food before being dressed in the best a slave was allowed to wear.