Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150423074053/@comment-29461586-20150428065428

Inside the ruin, Rune was letting off some steam, constantly firing small sparks from his hand and safely to a stubborn rock. His face began to take on a pale complexion and a slightly decomposing feature.

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"Alright. Stick close, and let's avoid the sentries." Fenris said as she began to walk the halls, garbed in Redoran Guard armor.

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"Come with me." Gnaritas said as he led Grievous to the War Room once more.

"As I said before, I am willing to offer you a seat among the elite's elite. 5 seats are open, but they're being chased like hotcakes." The former said.

"The Aedric Order and the Empire will soon mount an all-out offensive against Akavir and everyone in it. The Daedric Council has approved that a pre-emptive military action is to be done against them before they can even strike.

But before it can be done, some loose ends must be taken care of. Notably, far away lands. Roscrea and Aldmeris have both proven to be a thorn to all of Akavir. it is time they kneel or pay the price of ignorance." He mused.

"The Sentinels whom attacked you are from Aldmeris themselves. I believe that simply returning the favor is just..."

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"You do realize that preserving the fragile peace treaty between the two sides is a must. The Empire is in no shape for another war. If the treay is broken, there is nothing that will stop Akavir from fully conquering Tamriel." The King retorted.

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The men prepared to fight to the death. They pulled out one-handed crossbows to attack.

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"I'll say it in a short version: The lycanthropy your lady is infected with is from a bad strain in High Rock. I need the blood of the original host to create a cure." The Consular said.

"You can take an airship for High Rock for Bangkorai if you want."