Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-17114085-20170608174537

Froa waved goodbye to the Redguard and then added his 10 gold septims to her save under the counter.

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As the carriage came up towards the fort gates, the Stormcloak garrison told them to halt.

"State your business in Fort Amol." The man atop the battlements demanded.

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"Yes?" Mera asked, unsure of what the woman that came with Edwin wanted.

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"Pagran Village as well..." Ursine muttered, angrily.

Addvar sighed and put a wooden piece on top of Pagran Village on the map. "That makes half a dozen known attacks."

"Bloody Falmer scum." Gormlaith bashed his fist on the stone table, knocking over a few nearby pieces.

"We've received news from Kynesgrove and another 4 settlements, all were attacked by the Falmer." Ursine stated.

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As they walked through Windhelm, people had their eyes drawn to Rigmor. They muttered Ysmir and Dragonborn under their breath.

Rigmor was irritated.

"You know, you should just change armor. Wearing that is going to make a lot of people think you're him." Erich pointed out.

"I made this, I'm not ditching it." Rigmor retorted.

They walked up to the Palace outer bailey and the guards said. "Dragonborn."

"It's Rigmor Burned-Mane, son of the Jarl of Hjaalmarch." He said, pissed. "We're here to see High Queen Ursine."

"Oh, my apologies. Go right on in." The guard said. They pushed open the outer gates and let them into the Palace Courtyard.

Rigmor led the two others through the courtyard and to the massive doors of the Main Hall, the entrance to the palace.

The guards there nodded and pushed the doors open for them to enter.