Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-17114085-20170531020143

(@Zoor: Windhelm will not be attack now, no.)

"Mera, see our guests to appropriate chambers in the palace." Ursine asked.

Mera nodded and gestured for Ash and his friend to follow her. "I'll show you to your rooms."

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"Let him in." The innkeeper demanded and the men moved the tables blocking the door.

"No, are you insane?!" The bleeding civilian said, "Don't open it."

The innkeeper ignored the injured man and helped to open the door.

The civilian that had been crying out for help sighed with relief. "Thank you so much. You saved my life."

Just as the innkeeper was moving the door more so that the man could come in, the saw a black figure clicking in the darkness behind the civilian. He felt a shiver go down his spine as he realized what it was and shut the door, hitting the civilian in the face as he was taking a step forward. "Close everything!" The innkeeper demanded.

"Agh!" The civilian grunted as he was hit in the face with the sudden shutting of the door. "What, no! Open up!" He then felt cold as he heard the clicking right behind him. He turned around and the creature lunged at him, biting at him with its large mandibles.

Inside the inn they could hear the man's screams as the huge insect tore him to pieces.

"Gods..." The innkeeper muttered. "I just...I just couldn't risk that thing getting in here."

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"Stand aside." Rigmor demanded and pushed his way through the guards until he was facing the gates.

"What do you think you're..." The guard began to ask, but was interrupted as Rigmor breathed in.

"FUSRODAH!" He shouted and busted open the gates with unrelenting force, breaking one of the big doors off its hinges.

"Dragonborn." Some of the guards muttered.

"I'm not the Dragonborn." Rigmor affirmed, very irritated. Though he had more important things to do right now than argue with a guard that pissed him off. He looked into the courtyard of the fort and saw the enemies...

Numerous Falmer were slaughtering the guards of the Helarchen Creek Fort. With them, Chaurus tore the guards up with their monstrous insect mandibles. Corpses littered the courtyard and blood turned the small layer of snow red.

"Shor's Bones." Rigmor muttered.