Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170817084409/@comment-17114085-20170917204722

"Don't let her talk to you like that, Knight-Paladin." The she-elf told Thynvil. She was the youngest of the group and appropriately of the lowest rank.

The Arch-Paladin gestured for one of the others to fetch Aurora, he didn't want the Paladins creating a scene in the town or bothering the locals and Aurora was known for being a bit rebellious.

"They were able to hold their own against creations of the Dwemer, they seem capable enough." The old Falmer said.

"So why did you make us break our cover and save them?" The she-elf asked.

"Because, Gwen, you saw who was among them. The son of the Dragonborn. We weren't able to get the Dragonborn to come with us on our quest after the Bloody Night, but his son would be the next best thing." The Arch-Paladin said. "We need someone who can understand the language of the dragons in order to find the artifact."

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The middle-aged Jarl turned around when he heard his name and was surprised to see the child and his group. After a closer inspection he recognized the boy. "Cristus, what are you doing down here? I thought you had left Markarth a while back."