Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25912051-20141230014513/@comment-25912051-20150105213116

(Head count?)

(Here goes nothin!)

Out of no where, in walks a Nord flanked by two guards clad in black and silver armor. The Nord walks up to the bar maid and tells her something. She quickly turns to the waitress who shuts the windows. By this hour of night only those that are summoned are left in the tavern.

"Attention all. I appreciate your arrival. I trust your journeys were relatively safe. I'm also thankful for your patience. My name is Malgrim Stormcloak. And I have a glorious dream. My father Ulfric started something great a little over 30 years ago. Unfortunately he was unable to see it through. I however plan to take his dream and manifest it into something much greater than he ever could have imagined. This quest will require bravery that knows no bounds, perseverance that stands the test of time, and a will power that can move mountains. It is for this reason you have all been chosen. My father sought to free Skyrim from the empire. But as we all know all of Tamriel has been freed of them but enslaved by much worse. The Thalmor are a tyranny of a menacing nature much worse than the empire ever was. My dream is not only for skyrim to be free from the old empire and the Thalmor, but to make it the new seat of an empire that will always be a freedom loving government. I dream of a land once plagued by chaos and hatred to be united once again, only more glorious than ever before. I dream of a beautiful Tamriel. If this is not the quest you had hoped for, not a dream you'd like to fulfill, or not a risk you are willing to take you are free to leave. I have hundreds of men willing to fight but only few have the tenacity and strength that I have seen in those before me. So which is it victory, or sovngarde!?"