Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20160607034822/@comment-28667390-20160620184611

Wigmar examined the ruins of Eikstead. He could smell burning flesh and charcoal. He turned to Martyn, "Ride as fast as possible to the city." He said, "Tell Nenya to send about twenty soldiersto each town, the Stormcloaks are raiding."

"Yes, sir!" Martyn hopped on a horse which we would call an Icelandic horse. He sped off on the main road towards Falkreath.

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"We'll need all the steel and soldiers we can." Nenya said, "The draft is already taking place, but we need men in the mines mining iron and we need every blacksmith payed to turn it into steel. Also, we should probably double our trade with Markarth."