Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180712215352/@comment-17114085-20180731205926

(@Nelthro: That's a blatant lie. The Redguards weren't the ones unwilling to cooperate, besides Jerod didn't even try to go after Naerion. After that confrontation with Vander he just left. :P)

Zirkan was able to enter the room while remaining in the shadows, but no shadow was currently touching the Captain in his position at the desk. The light from a nearby window was shinning almost directly at him.

The Redguards continued to discuss strategy and planning for the next few minutes.

"Naerion." Darius repeated the name and frowned. "The black sheep of your family." He sighed angrily.

Caesar frowned as well. ''I should've attacked him and his brother when I had the chance. It would've caused less trouble in the long run.''

"At least you've finally decided to allow the law to proceed uninterrupted. Naerion's stay of execution has been too long." Darius said. He turned to Caesar. "Remind me to send a letter to Hammerfell, we must notify their authorities of Naerion's current location in case they haven't already found out."

"Yes, your majesty." Caesar nodded.

Darius then turned back to Nelthro. "You're leaving Tamriel? I must say, I am quite glad. Your inability to control your own kin has caused me nothing but trouble. Maybe now with Naerion finally dealt with, as he should've been decades ago, the Empire's relations with Valenwood and Skyrim will improve. I'll no longer need to worry about their grudge against your family causing me problems."

Seeing that Lucien wanted to talk further, he gestured for the Navarch to accompany him inside to his quarters.

Alain and Moria formed up beside the Prince, as always. The Blades were highly protective of the prince, even among their own people. The infamous history of Emperors and Princes being assassinated while under watch of the Blades and the Penitus Oculatus still hung over the Empire. As such, they weren't taking any chances, especially since this very ship was the place of Prince Marcus' grandfather's murder.

After they all entered the private quarters of the Prince, Moria closed the door and stayed there on guard.

Prince Marcus walked over to an end table and grabbed one of the half-dozen bottles sitting there. He pulled out the cork and poured two cups of Spiced Colovian Wine. He held out one cup for Lucien to grab.

The Nord captain took them from the small harbor to a keep built at the center of the compound.

As they walked there, Roderon and Ellie could see dozens of pirates around the compound, all of which swore allegiance to Freydis.

The Blood Horkers opened the keep's doors and led the two inside to the main hall, where a wooden throne was placed at one end. The throne was oddly shaped, as if it had been made from random pieces of wood that hadn't been fitted for a chair. In fact, the wood looked quite old and damaged. It was almost like driftwood that one would find on a wreck.

"Wait here." The Captain gestured for them to stand before the wooden throne. "The Commander will be here shortly."

Tulune wasn't far from Daggerfall. By ship it would only take a few hours to arrive there, following the coast south to the coastal village.