Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150301192956/@comment-24760123-20150302223803

Volsung woke up and wiped ink off his cheek.

"Damn, I fell asleep at work again."

He looked over his plans for the Summerset Isles again. Volsung's face broke into a broad smile. The Nord went through many calculations to make sure he was right.

"Well, well. This will work beautifully! TORVAL!"

A Dunmer, Torval Cairn-Runner, clad in silver robes entered. "Yes, Lord Volsung?"

Volsung packed his plans for Morrowind and Valenwood into a container, along with a fresh draft of the plans for Summerset.

"I need you to run this to New Bromjunaar, and deliver this to the Warlord. Tell her that I was unable to come because I am currently planning for Black Marsh."