Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24793042-20150820043328/@comment-10197675-20150827152740

Two days had passed and the Jarls Steward had not set return, Stringle was beginning to wonder if something had gone wrong, if Blackwire had failed, this frustrated the Jarl greatly because not only was he curtain that the Thieves Guild were still operational, but he may have lost his most skilled Steward who was to transport the prisoners to Solitude. In his fury towards the situation Stringle prepared too double the amount of guards to take the prisoners to account for the loss of his steward. Therefore as the prisoners were being gathered and the guards were being ordered, the Jarl made his way to the front gates to manage the start of the transport and give his final word of instructions to his prisoners.

As the prisoners gathered in an orded formation Stringle stood at the front of them, setting out a loud scream of harsh orders and consequences of retaliation. "Listen up you filthy maggots, and listen now, as this will not be repeated, you are to be transported to the city of Solitude to which you will bow to all orders that are instructed to you, any one that tries step out of line will be sent to the blocks. And don't even try escaping on your way there, because you will be shot down!" Stringle then started to walk around the prisoners looking at each one to see if there was any wrong doing or rule breaking, the odd loudmouth or psychopath was pulled out of line and killed, but overall the prisoners seemed to be quiet. However the Jarl spotted an individual who displeased him, an Orc with a hood slung over his head, a breaker of prisoner uniform rules, however the Orc was situated in the middle of the bunch, so Stringle had to push his way through the prisoners to pull down the Orc's hood down. The Orc knew that the Jarl had spotted him, he could not let the Jarl uncover his identity and see who he was. Therefore as the Jarl neared, the Orc let out a loud yell and swung his fist into the stomach of the prisoner next to him, which resulted in a fight which bought guards over to stop the situation. Prisoners surrounded the brawl making it difficult for Stringle to come through, as Guards managed to break up the fight and separate the two prisoners, however the orcs hood had been torn of during the fight, making it a struggle for Stringle to identify him, so forth in frustration and laziness the Jarl gave up and set the prisoners on there way. He stood as he watched them leave, his arms folded, head held high and as the prisoners left the area of Riften Stringle made his way back to the keep.