Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20171101135341/@comment-29433416-20180128003308

"So...You're saying that you want to pause the war, is that correct?" Arthur looked at him, holding his pint.

"Yep. I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one meant to go there, though."

"So, there's a group of you's? And you killed a Dragon? Fascinating." he scratched his chin "I guess you could call yourselves...Dragonslayers...." He looked at his mug

"Don't you think going to Tullius would be a better idea? Seeing as he's the Commander of the Imperial Forces here in Skyrim and all that."

"...And he's probably not asleep right now. I think you might be right."

"Then let us finish our drinks and be on our way." Arthur smiled, lifting his mug up in the air, Elvrich following his moves, and a couple of patrons doing the same

"To Skyrim and it's glorious people!"

"To Skyrim!" Everyone started chugging. Once Elvrich and Arthur were done, they got up. Arthur picked up his sword and lute from the corner, and slung them both across his back. He looked into his purse, grabbed a handful of coins, and tossed them at the barkeep.

"keep the change, friend." He said as he attached the small purse to his side. The two walked out and towards Castle Dour.

"Look at this fine masonry. Clearly Cyrodiilic inspired." Arthur said as he dragged his hand along the stone walls of the impressive keep. The two continued on, entering the Castle fairly easily after lying to the guards that they were on a message from Ulfric himself. They started walking towards the war room, but Arthur stopped and sat down.

"Wait, you're not coming with me?"

"Into that room, where the Commander of the Imperial Legion in Skyrim sits, along with his bodyguards? You're on your own, kid." He said, stretching his back.

Elvrich sighed, took a deep breath, and approached Tullius.

"General Tullius, sir, I come with a message of upmost importance." he said in an orderly manner.