Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150107222248/@comment-25418438-20150116125252

A tall well built Redguard with a Longblade Two Handed Scimitar strapped on his back walked alone through the snow, Winterhold what a frozen wasteland.... why on Nirn would the High King choose to visit here he thought to himself. He continued to sluggishly walk through the snow untill he reached what appeared to be the main city, he could only tell by the fact that there were guards posted here as opposed to any where else in the snow. He approached a guard and introduced himself "Greetings Northener, I am Malachi of Stros M'kai. The Crowns and the Forebears sent me here from Hammerfell to treat with whomever has been elected High King"

While that wasn't exactly true, my amulet should convince these halfwit Nords to believe it he thought as he waited for the guard to decide whether or not to believe Malachi's story.