“The Orc said for Isaran’s hands only.” The courier was insistent and Celann knew that he was only doing his job, but the sigh he let out indicated his clear exasperation with the matter. Though if he was honest, if Durak only wanted Isran to receive the correspondence, he probably had a good reason.
“Fine,” he said, “follow me.” He led the young man through the fort’s massive foyer and up the tower staircase to Isran’s office, where their leader was unpacking and repacking barrels of varying contents. The administrative area that Isran was trying to organizing was a disaster but he insisted that he not have any help, and that the rest of the crew needed to work on training. Continue reading →
I’m lonesome since I crossed the hill, And o’er the moorland sedgy Such heavy thoughts my heart do fill, Since parting with my Betsey I seek for one as fair and gay, But find none to remind me How sweet the hours I passed away, With the girl I left behind me.….Continue reading →
Durak arrived at the Four Shields Inn, just this side of irritated. Getting Trygve Wartooth had been a boon, but recruitment was not going well. There were a couple potentials in Whiterun and that one kid from Karthwasten, but he had not actually secured any commitments. Continue reading →