Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141211230828

THe group's march never even came close to being impeded, not a soul dared to stand in the fearsome sight of the Regulators as they marched south to face their enemy.

The biggest delay was getting permission from the Legion, to cross the boarder, obviously the motives of a force that big were questioned but Sebastian had the suitable papers that made crossing the boarders possible, he had thought of everything, refusing to leave anything to chance.

Eventually, after another hour of marching south, somewhere between Bruma and Chorral, they encountered it, an old Nordic Fort. Though, from the looks of it, it couldn't have always been here and was likely built within the last few hundred years by an unknown architect...

Sebastian stopped as soon as it came into view and stared at it, it was such a small, run down place, perfect for hiding a criminal mastermind.