Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-30797179-20170126002804

The Count of Cheydinhal, Andel Indarys, sat on his throne overlooking the main hall of the castle. He was finely dressed in his traditional blue velvet outfit. The Dunmer was a stern ruler who had ruled for many years, back before the Oblivion crisis. Surrounding him was his councillors, who were shocked to hear that they had a traitor amongst them, and his Imperial legionaires.

Whilst his councillors discussed and argued amongst themselves, Andel stared ahead with a blank expression, beating his finger against the armrest of the throne, deep in thought about what was to come.

"Where is lady Tamira?" The count asked one of his servants.

"She should be here any moment, my lord."