Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150202033722/@comment-1592115-20150218051442

The ravens finally swoop down to the ground and explode, crippling the resistance force outside Windhelm. Yngol's voice then starts to project afar.

Yngol: "pityful attempt for a flea, I can spare you lesser mortal being, for once. Return for your mundane concern, or stay here and become my necromantic property, the true nature of Men, and the leaderless era, is inevitable, we no longer need king, and we no longer need rulers, you soon will understand, that the Humanity is the true nature of the Dark."

a storm is projected outside windhelm, banishing the mages outside.