Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150216141300/@comment-17114085-20150218200150

Inside Dragonsreach the Jarl of Whiterun, Erak the Greater, was sitting on his throne. He was almost an elder, but still pretty muscular and fit. He had long grey hair and a short bear with his crown resting atop his head. "My men say you are the Jarl of the Rift." Erak said. "Is this true?"

"Aye, I am Odin One-Eye." The Jarl of the Rift responded. He was about 10 years younger than Erak and missing one of his eyes. His hair was black as coal and his skin fair. "I have come here only escorted by my housecarl to speak with you, Erak the Greater."

"And what is it that you wish to speak about?" Erak asked.

"The so called King of the Old Holds." Odin replied. "He lays claim to my lands and will no doubt attack me when his army's strength has returned. I have not the manpower to stand against him."

"And you've come here for an alliance?" Erak asked.

"Garm has married his son to the Jarl of Hjaalmarch, binding their nations in a marriage pact. He knows that alone none of our holds can stand against Engar's growing strength. He has conquered both Winterhold and the Pale. The Rift is no doubt next." Odin said.

"I agree, alone we can't fight him. If your troubles were with a single hold then you wouldn't have come here. But this self-proclaimed King has 3 holds under his control. You our two can stand against him? We don't have the manpower." Erak said.

"We need not match his army in numbers. What we need is a plan." Odin explained. "Should he march down to meet me in battle that will leave the rest of his nation defenseless. You will be able to march to Windhelm uncontested."

Erak scratched his beard. "An interesting observation. It is true. I could either march north to Dawnstar or east to Windhelm and no one would stand in my path."

"Exactly." Odin said. "You'd be able to take his cities and force him to surrender to us."