Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20150728104829

(I don't know, about 1 timeskip away? In normal measurements, though... We're about 1/3 of the way between the Adadmantine Monastery and Daggerfall.)

Meledran was stood again at the wheel. He was experiencing a strange mix of emotions right now. On the one hand, we've managed to defeat Hunter, he thought, ''Which is one less thing to worry about. But on the other hand I want to know how he managed to get on board without anybody noticing. Presumably, he got on board when we were last in Daggerfall... but why didn't the Knights detect him? And, of course, on the other hand - wait, I've run out of hands. Well, anyway, another Crusade is happening. Part of me thinks we should have gone to Brightwall instead of to Daggerfall, so that we could warn the Senate of this new threat.''

The Wind Reaver sailed on through the sky. No other skyships could be seen, anywhere. Not that any frequented this route.

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Marcus opened his eyes. The small ritual he had performed had given him an answer - he knew where they should go first. After standing up, he surveryed the landscape. The Knights of Azura had descended the mountainside, and were ready to begin their march upon Tamriel.

'Azura has spoken to me,' he called out to the knights, 'And she has told me of her nearest enemy! A coven of evil witches reside nearby, and we have been commanded to destroy them!'

The knights cheered in agreement. They were ready to fight any and all who stood in their way on their holy mission.

'Onwards!' Marcus called out, as he pointed in the direction that they were supposed to march in. Around 200 knights were following him. Although this was a very small number, just these few monks could ravage the entire continent.