Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-28667390-20170121142840

(Deleted the post of the attack. I tend to rush things to much.)

"When do you think they'll arrive?" Armod Stormcloak, son of Ulfric Stormcloak asked concerning the redguards.

"Soon, perhaps. This must be odd change in the weather for them." He joked, "So how is Windhelm and your father?"

"Windhelm is thriving, it's been at the highest point I've seen in a while and as for my father, well, he's still paranoid about 'elves coming to take him away' or something. And Aurea in general, how is it?"

"Very well, so far. This war may define its well being." Ylgar began to sharpen a stick into a point out of boredom.

"And your father... where is he? I've heard rumors that he just disappeared..."

Ylgar froze for a moment, hesitating, "I don't know, he told me he gained 'The Royalty' and disappeared. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."

"Curious," Armod commented, "very curious. Let's get down to business, what's the plan?"

"Not now, when everyone arrives." Ylgar stated, "For now, they'll perfect the siege tools, sharpen and oil their weapons, practice, and rest."