Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20141231170452/@comment-10197675-20150109175037

Meanwhile at a guard tower North of Whiterun…

The moon bared down upon the tower as dusk started settling in, this night was going to be quite a cold one, as strong and icy northerly winds brushed down the landscapes of Tamreil. Two Guards sat in chairs atop of the tower taking ‘watch’ over to the North and as they were nattering to one another they found themselves distracted from what loomed upon the mountains to the North Eastern parts of Skyrim.

“…Ha-ha, yes you should have seen his face after that sweetroll was gone…”

A loud echo of a roar then bellowed through the whistles of the winds, as the two guards remained unaware at the top of the tower.

“Yar, I be…”

The guard then saw in the corner of his eye a great fear, as he suddenly jumped to his feet.

“DRAGONS… DRAGONS… RIGHT ABOVE US IN THE SKIES!”

The guard then swiftly drew his bow, as he released a puny Iron arrow from it which impacted into one of the dragon’s undersides, so forth causing the dragon to swoop around and launch down towards the guard tower, in which it breathed a fiery blast down and onto the tower, demolishing it instantly. The dragon then flew back around as it re-joined its fellow dovah’s charging upon the settlement of Whiterun…