Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150102153314/@comment-16669347-20150105174959

"Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the red who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead..." Etaret quietely sung as he put on his armor.

Gaius stood on Eastmarch's wall staring south at the horizon. His skin glowed slightly and the air around him crackled with energy. The Black Fang only had a few hours to answer, it was very likely Gaius would be fighting them soon.

"I have no trouble believing that." The captain told the lady.