Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180203132756/@comment-2165692-20180204162447

The dagger is wrest from the Priest's hand as he falls to the ground, he starts to get up with a spell in his hand.

"You will want to keep that one to yourself, Vampire. The public, all they will see is a blood-sucking monster." Wuunferth said.

The Farmer turned before Dertaris could finish, he ran towards the well that was above the prison.

Alyssa stood up "Finally you're here. Everyone's gathered at last." she said and headed inside.

Arngeir awaited her. "So, you've done it. The men of violence are gathered here, in these halls whose very stones are dedicated to peace. I should not have agreed to host this council. The Greybeards have no business involving ourselves in such matters." he said

"This way we can stop Alduin and perhaps even strive towards peace." Alyssa said.

"Peace? I doubt it. They may put their weapons down for a moment, but only to gather strength for the next bloodletting. They are not yet tired of war. Far from it. Do you know the ancient Nord word for war? "Season unending"...so it has proved. But regrets are pointless. Here we are. Take your seat at the council table and let us see what wisdom we can find among these warriors of Skyrim." Arngeir responded as the four greybeards in unison headed towards the council room. Alyssa followed after them, then Nazrei after her "I have to agree with the greybeards, I might have helped the stormcloaks, and I am part of why they took Markarth, but now the imperials can only offer Hjaalmarch. to Ulfric."