Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150127053557/@comment-29461586-20150127092753

A new day was dawning, as the sun rose over Skyrim from the mountains...

Ever since the end of the Civil War between the Stormcloaks and the Imperial Legion, the Stormcloaks were hard at work in restoring their province back to working order. It wasn't much, but they felt content for the first time since. They felt as if they were now the masters of their own destiny.

But their victory wasn't all flowers and roses. Specifically, they were exhausted and were in no condition to enter another war. They also lacked the manpower needed to keep an sharp eye against illegal Skyrim factions.

As a result, many small factions rose, trying to get a foothold of the province itself through any means they could find.

A new day was beginning in the old kingdom of the fatherland in the month of First Seed...

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North Skybound Watch...

A woman was starting to grow impatient. She was just playing with a wooden sword she managed to recover from a destroyed caravan from a recent incident regarding an unstable pine tree and a snow bear.

"...This is getting ridiculous..." Erys said to her fellow Highlander.

"I know. The game here is starting to become scarce. We really have to hunt for more food soon." The latter replied.

"Hey... Ever though about trying to retake Helgen again?"

"You mad? The Wolfhounds that reside there have tripled in number ever since..! To try going after them again is suicide!"

"It's worth a try, right..?"

"With only 5 of us? I don't think so."

"*sigh* Fine... I'll see if I can go hunt for some game. We can discuss more of this with roasted meat."

"Yeah, but don't stay out in the wilderness for too long. Alright?"

"Agreed."

"Good luck out there."

Erys nodded to her fellow Highlander before the former grabbed an long bow with a few steel arrows and heading out south to hunt for game.