Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-24530992-20161217031403

"Good. Looks like everything's in order," Stauntax said, looking around. It had been quite a while since he'd visited the city.

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A female breton with crimson eyes and pale skin had looked at the city from afar, standing at the top of a sharp drop. She was a mage, as she had a stave with intricate carvings clenched in her right hand, paired with loose Imperial battle mage robes. Beside her stood a young imperial, hardly looking like he was past his late teens. He brandished heavy Imperial armor with a greatsword hanging from his back.

"This is the city?" The boy asked, crossing his arms. "It looks like a ghost town."

"Silence. Your loud mouth will get us spotted up here," the woman hissed. It would be easy for her and the boy to terrorize the city themselves. She knew it inside and out, and with the Templar, any wounds she recieved would easily be healed. She had a few other agents to cause a distraction, and with the pirates to help, it was even better. She narrowed her eyes, noticing three figures emerge from the wayshrine, all armed.

"Oh, it seems we have some visitors," she said, her voice tinged with malice. "This should be fun. Let us move, boy. We shouldn't keep them waiting."