Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160322224717/@comment-24696651-20160329002614

15th of Sun's Dawn

Cynric didn't need to surface for air too often - every thirty metres or so, and he only stayed up for a second, long enough to inhale a lungful of air. He quickly swam out of range of the village's archers, and swam in a wide arc to return to Riften's camp, all the while staying well away from the village. When he returned to camp, Skuldar spotted Cynric's wetness.

"How'd it go?" Skuldar asked smugly, knowing the answer.

"It happens that these people are more interested in taking prisoners than diplomacy," Cynric said. "Block off the land routes into the city, and take some of the patrol boats from Riften docks. They may not come quietly, but intimidation is still an option."

Skuldar was irritated that Cynric had told him what to do, but he had to admit it was a good plan. Using spare axes shovels, he ordered his soldiers to set up a fortification around the village, with a ditch filled with spikes just ahead of an earthen embankment supported by a few logs. He also set up a watchtower so as to monitor caravans in the area, along with a few cavalrymen patrolling the streets - those spotted would be intercepted by a squadron of lancers, and escorted away from the town. Finally, he ordered engineers to build a few ballistae.

Cynric, meanwhile, sent a pigeon to Riften. It was sent to Asjath, asking for five of the boats used to intercept suspected. Each was a small longship capable of holding twenty men, and they were fast enough to intercept shipping in Lake Honrich.