Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170317065536/@comment-2165692-20170320162541

As Dertaris' teeth pierces the Giants troath it is finally slain. It's blood flowing into the snow around it's body.

Nazrei was still laying sprawled out in the snow nearby. She turned her head to look up at the nearby rock where the old man was still standing. He suddenly started moving and went down to the group.

"I am Master Arngeir. I speak for the Greybeards. We did not summon you here, but the Dragonborn, she has summoned you despite our wishes to stay in seclusion. We are here to guide the Dragonborn, and it seems she has guided you all here. Follow me, the Dragonborn is waiting for you in the Courtyard."

From higher up the mountain a shout from one of the greybeards is heard "Lok Vah Koor!" as he shouts to the sky parting the clouds above.