Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150102153314/@comment-32663439-20150106045937

(They're in sealed meeting room btw)

Slagar said "There is a distinct possibility of it. I do know that we'd rather not get on the bad side of Windhelm and the Frelsers. But what is equally true is that we do not want to get on the bad side of the Black Fang. The Jihaat Maaszi is a group of mercenaries, and so are the Black Fang. But they are a level above that, what with the reports of cannibalism and savagery. That's not something I wish on any of my men." Slagar stroked his whiskers. "Either way, if we were to join you, or the Black Fang, the enemy would still do considerable damage to us."

"The terms, themselves, are mostly acceptable. You see, some of those terms are already met. If we didn't join, we still do not break the laws of Skyrim, and we would keep our fort regardless. You aren't exactly our landlord. The Moot is something that we have taken some interest in, so I suppose that is acceptable. Greymoor may not be its own hold, but it isn't under the jurisdiction of Whiterun, either. But for our assistance, we would need something else as well. A place in the Moot isn't enough for us to assist you. No offense."

Kodlak nodded. "No issue."

Relik arrived in Solitude quickly; he had been in a wagon with fast horses. He brought the cart into the city, and then proceeded to set up some boundary crystals on top of the wall of Solitude. He completed his work quickly, and then began the reinforcements. He turned them on. This would prevent some magickal attacks, but until he tweaked it, it wouldn't last long. He started to work on it some more. Some workers got out of the wagon, and were carrying large crates. Relik shouted down. "Be careful wit' 'em, now!" They brought the crates up on to the wall, and began opening them.

The Gate seemed to laugh, before saying "I can't wait to inform Vorwith that you killed your most faithful in cold blood, just to pass through me. Not that he'll really care, but when the shepard slaughters his own lambs, the wolf can't help to admire." With this, the Gate swung open, allowing Virlomi entry.

Sybilla entered the library, only to see Vigarde and Syinter arguing. "Excuse me, what exactly is going on here?" she asked sternly. If there was one thing that annoyed her, it was unnecessary bickering.

Fanari was in her room.