Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-17114085-20170524195431

"We're almost there, I can feel it." Rigmor said, tretching through the darkened hallways of a Nordic Ruin. His faithful companion, Garm, running beside him.

"You said that half an hour ago, right before we ran into a dozen Draugr." Erich taunted.

"This time will be different. The burial room should be down that set of stairs." The Nord said, gesturing at the stairs with his Battleaxe.

Erich sighed. "Why do I let you get me stuck on these crazy adventures." He drew his sword, preparing for the inevitable fight that always seemed to occur in these types of situations.

The trio took a right and then headed down the stairs to the anti-chamber of the burial room. A set of large double doors was all that stood before them and their prize, Rikvard, a legendary axe said to belong to a Captain in the 500 Companions of the same name. Rigmor had been wanting to claim an ancient treasure such as this to try to make a name for himself.

When he reached the doors he looked back. "Ready?"

Erich nodded and the white wolf barked. "Go for it." The friend in red said.

Rigmor sheathed his axe for now and then pushed over the ancient tomb doors. It creeked loudly, a sign that the doors hadn't been opened for quite a few centuries.

Inside the burial room they saw a tomb in the center, with a dozen more lining the walls.

"The last resting place of Rikvard Väst-Gale and his kinsmen. His axe must be here." Rigmor stated, rushing down to check the tomb.

(We need a bit of "Calm before the Storm". So feel free to introduce your characters calmly, doing whatever you think best. Though I suggest you have them be near Eastmarch, as when shit hits the fan the characters will gravitate towards the capital of Windhelm when the High Queen calls her people to arms.)