Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20171101135341/@comment-2165692-20180131220312

The Troll roars in pain as the blade enters it, Erandr then swings his mace into it's face as all three trolls are defeated "See, we can handle it, now come." he says.

The male farmer simply states "A sad day." The Priest turns and begins heading to a nearby house.

(Or you could just not create a new custom race, I'd prefer to have as few custom races as possible. tbh.)

The Imperials head south past Dragon Bridge, The first Emisarry Elenwen soon catch up with them.

Vignar keeps heading up the stairs.

The Stormcloaks and Nazrei meet up with Alyssa and she leads them inside to the conference room, Nazrei sits down outside the room, close enough to hear what happens inside due to the number of seats she doesn't enter, Galmar and Ulfric sit down on one side of the table, waiting for the other's to arrive. Alyssa heads back outside to wait for Vignar.

(Time to make your way back to High Hrothgar if you want to arrend, Might as well just have horses as well.)