Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-17114085-20170530122538

(Since this is the 200th post let's get the main plot finally started)

Rigmor was in the room he rented, playing a few notes on his lute. He still hadn't gone through the adventure that he'd write an impressive song about. He played the starting notes to The Dragonborn Comes and thought. Soon I'll get my own song for people to request and enjoy.

Garm was sleeping in the corner of the room. Erich was in another room. They had eaten a meal already at the inn and now were resting after a long adventure.

Suddenly, Garm woke up and lifted his head, looking off to the east. That made Rigmor miss a note, but he soon went back to playing. "What's wrong, Garm?" he asked the wolf.

Garm got up and moved towards the eastern wall of the room, growling.

Rigmor knew that something was up so he got off the bed and grabbed his Battleaxe, placing his lute atop the matress. As he moved towards the window to look out and see what had put Garm on edge, he hear it. Screams coming from the east side of town.

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The alchemist only had about half the items in stock. He told Edwin to wait a bit and then gathered them, placing them on the counter.

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At night in Pagran Village, similar screams errupted.

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Numerous villages across Skyrim were attacked simultaniously during that night.