“You woke up… good.” Jon pulled her closer and asked, “How is everything in Riften?” Holding her hand, Jon looked at Jull narrowing his eyes. It is the fifth day since his arrival and no news of Dragon Activity around Skyrim from the agents he dispatched.įrom behind him, a presence came slowly but he intercepted it quickly. The Imperials won’t retaliate right after this loss for some time and the Stormcloaks are already in a good mood. Jon walked out of the pavilion while thinking of the next step to take. Alduin is already being fed too many souls as it is and can’t be given more. Of course if any battle were to happen in Winterhold, Jon would step up and stop it himself if needed. With that, Jon could distance himself from general war politics while advising the Jarl to not be drawn into the conflict. Either way, he seemed to have started favoring the Stormcloak Cause just like in the Game and agreed to switch sides once he caught wind of the State of Emergency. As Jon left for two years, Alina was monitoring the Jarl’s situation as he slowly became the perfect version of himself. By Bending the Jarl’s Will through a very long Thu’um session, the Jarl became very docile towards Jon and the Mages but still kept the dignity and the attitude of a Jarl. Jon has stopped messing with the Jarl’s mind after he kept Korir in a hypnotized state for a couple of years using the. In truth, Jon had nothing to do with it nor he even cared. If the General’s Plan to take over the DDC was a success, Vittoria wouldn’t have managed to cover the consequences and the prices of essential goods in the new holds would have skyrocketed to an insane ratio, the problem which the Legion always dumps at the Company.Įither way, the situation went safely and the only loss was Winterhold officially taking a stand with the Stormcloak Rebellion as a reply to the brazen State of Emergency. The Imperial Legion has always acted roughly with the company demanding a lot of supplies and causing the EEC to give up many ships. Even though Vittoria is the cousin of the Emperor, she was a businesswoman after all and the Survival of the DDC meant a lot for her. It was a celebration for foiling the attempt of the Imperial Legion to try to control the DDC. He smiled proud of his performance last night as he took on those four beauties all at once until he managed to put them all down. Looking behind him on the king-sized bed, there were four beautiful ladies soundlessly sleeping. The sun was warm and refreshing and the maple forest around the Golden Pavilion moved with the nice breeze. The man who can crack each and every joint… probably. To clarify what happened, those are the waking-up rituals for a certain Dragonborn, Jon Dare. Now all his body felt loose and comfortable. Stretch left, stretch right, backstretch, arm stretching, fingers cracking, neck cracking, flexing muscles so everything else starts cracking.
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |