Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150615234235/@comment-5583506-20150618133011

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote: Tiberius bradished his dagger.

"You want to take them?" "There is a question of wanting and whether or not it is necessary. Sure, I want to take them, but if we kill them on their own territory, we will soon have every Orc in the empire breathing down our necks. It is a big risk to take, moreso than descending from those cliffs."

They had made their stop at Falkreath. The men were all drunk on wine and ale, and were chasing barmaids as if they had never laid their eyes on women before. Arngrim had to settle things with his fists, not once, but seven times that evening, to make sure that things didn't get out of hand.

"Thanks, my lord", said the innkeeper.

I am not a lord.

The humble owner of the inn wiped some stains from the counter. "Might I ask for how long you and your men plan to stay?"

"Are you bored of us already?"

"No, it's just that my girls doesn't have the stamina to put up with your mens' mischief all night. And neither can we afford them to gain some... extra weight... if you know my meaning?"

Arngrim nodded in understanding. "I will tell them to keep their manhoods where they belong, or else I will soon have myself an army of eunucks."

"Oh, it's not all that bad", chuckled the innkeeper. "I am sure that the girls could use some attention. But we don't want any trouble. With the Orcs pushing on the western borders there is only a matter of time before Falkreath will be overrun as well."

"Not if I can prevent it", rumbled the Bull and emptied his flagon in one sweep. "Do you happen to know if there are any good and loyal men willing to fight against the Orcish cause here in Falkreath. I could use every available sword. I don't want paid men, I want loyal."

The innkeeper rubbed his thumb underneath the chin. "I do know of a couple of men within the Watch who would be more than happy to leave their guard duties just as long as they get out to see the world and the country."

"This is not a sightseeing tour", explained Arngrim sternly. "This is guerilla warfare."

"I know, but since I reckon that you will be doing quite a lot of travelling, I don't think they would really mind leaving Falkreath. There is not much happening here anyway, and I think they would sooner die in open battle rather than to die, should the city fall to a siege."

Arngrim grinded his teeth. "Very well then. I will speak to these men. How many of them are there?"

"Our City Watch is currently just over five hundred men strong. Of those five hundred content guards I know of about just one hundred men that aren't."

The Bull smiled, which was odd since had a reputation to never smile. He raised the empty flagon in salutation and respect.

One hundred loyal men...