Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-9075949-20170120233341

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Eradhril finally arrived in the council room alongside the officer. Two of his soldiers immediately stood at attention as he entered, tightening their previously loose stance with the clank of their meteorite steel reinforced armours. The Bosmer King was squatting with his back to the door, looking at the large, white stone fireplace. He turned around, revealing himself to be wearing a full armour set made out of the bones of the vanquished. King Mithrandas II was rumoured to be the Champion of the Wild Hunt, the same one which was sighted at the end of the Third Era, however these rumours were false and only created to boost his popularity and fear among his enemies.

"Finally, you kept us waiting, Eradhril." the Bosmer spoke, approaching Eradhril. He roughly reached Eradhril's chin in height, which was astounding for a Bosmer, possibly due to his ancestors being Altmers as well. He shook his hand in a more brotherly than gentlemanly fashion, grabbing his forearm rather than palm. Eradhril returned the gesture.

"Mithrandas, long time no see. You're getting taller each time I see you." the vampire chuckled

"And you seem to be shrinking, Erad." the King smiled "Come, let's take a seat by the council table, the Khajiiti ambassador is already there." The two walked through a door and into the council room. In the room, there was already multiple people sitting around the round, stone table, awaiting the two elves.

"Ah yes, King Mithrandas and Canonreeve Eradhril, welcome. My name is T'zharr, I'm the ambassador for my master, Chieftain Ri'razad." the Khajiit bowed before the two men of noble birth "Let us start."

"I understand that our situation is looking good, the Empire is currently busy warring with the Aureans, while we remain neutral and collect our armies back together." the ambassador said "We need to start cooperating more, however, if we wish to attack or defend ourselves in case of an Aurean, Imperial, or even joint attack. I'd like to hear suggestions, gentlemen."

"I'd suggest we create an army coalition." one of the Bosmeri generals proposed

"A great idea, General Haethas. Anything else?"

"I think we should increase the defences on both the Valenwood and Elsweyr borders. This way, in case of an attack by the Aureans or Imperials, we will assure that they will have a hard time getting into the provinces." A Khajiit wearing clothing pretty similar to a Alik'r warrior suggested

"Good, good, what about you, King Mithrandas?"

"I think we should act quickly. Once a window of opportunity appears, we must strike, whether be it at the Empire, or Aurea. We cannot let either of them win, so we must strike at an opportune time."

"You're right, King Mithrandas, it's best if we attack as soon as the opportunity appears." the ambassador agreed, writing the suggestion down

"What are you thinking, Eradhril?" the Bosmer King asked

"I agree with what you said, but I'd also like to propose something. Seeing as Aurea only waits to attack the Empire, I think that it would be in our best interest if we send support to the Imperials." the councilmen started murmuring and looking at Eradhril surprised

"I know, gentlemen, that this is an odd proposition, but if we want to ensure that the Empire remains our loyal puppet, we must exchange the rotten strings. By this I mean we will have to show the Empire we still 'care' for them, therefore, sending a detachment to Cyrodiil to be under quasi-command of the Emperor's generals would be a most friendly gesture. Taking an opportunity as soon as it appears gives little effect, therefore, we must wait until the opportunity shines the most favourably at us."

The council started talking and nodding amongst themselves in agreement.

"I request quiet, thank you." the ambassador calmed the council down "Very well, i shall write that down as well."

"Okay, thank you everybody for attending, now, let's go attend the parade. My men will depart this afternoon towards Cyrodiil." Eradhril added, finishing the meeting. The council gathered up and walked outside, where there was a large military parade ready. Six divisions of troops stood outside, two belonging to the Altmer, with all the soldiers wearing Black Gilded Elven Armours and with a single brigade of mages wearing Thalmor Robes, the Bosmer, who wore mostly leather armours, and the Khajiit, who wore Hardened Leather Warrior armours, or, in the case of the Elsweyr Lionguard, Steel plated Gilded Lionguard armours. The parade soon began, as the soldiers marched through the city to thunderous applause, cheering and overall happiness emanating from the crowd all the way to the docks, where they boarded the ships and got ready to travel back to their respected provinces.

"'Till we meet again, Erad." Mithrandas shook Eradhril's hand

"Next time, I'd like to be the one visiting you, in Falinesti."

"As you wish. Farewell." Mithrandas smiled, and walked onto a boat. Eradhril turned around, only to see the very same officer as he did in the morning.

"Send word to Ealie, she will be commanding a detachment of the 2nd Alinor Division to Cyrodiil. Tell her that she departs today evening." Eradhril told his officer, who quietly nodded, and walked off alongside two other Red Riders.

The God-Emperor of Tamriel... Eradhril thought, observing the ships sailing away.