Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150116141921/@comment-32663439-20150119050833

"I must forewarn you, my soldiers that I can send to you are limited. The ones I send will be under your command, but they are the only ones I can send. There are issues in Cyrodiil that I am attending to," Kodlak said apologizingly.

Meanwhile, the frelsers were sent to each location, separated evenly. 200 ships to each city, 2,000 soldiers to each as well. They would not arrive for a while, though.

Fanari's shoulders shook as she sobbed. "Don't you see? You're such a great person, who cares for somebody who isn't worth your time. I'm just a shell. My soul is withered and broken. I'm useless to you. Don't move a mountain for someone who can't feel the mountain move." She slid down, sitting at the floor. She leaned against Talion's legs. "Why do you even like me? What is there to even like? I hurt people. It's all I do now." she asked. Her sobs had subsided, but she was still crying silently.

"What is a friend if you do not know them, if you cannot trust them?"

"For what purpose do you request Frelser assistance? Who are you attacking, and why do you need us?" Grektiv asked. The taxidermied wolf on Grektiv's brow looked down at Petra menacingly.