Werewolf attacks A small contingent of Imperial Watch officers have been deployed to reinforce the Cheydinhal guards, a contract has been placed in with the fighters guild as well as being a local bounty, 500 Septims per werewolfs head. There has been a clamour of mercenaries aiming to get in on this action and collect the bounty, and the fighters guild has sent two of it's best to deal with the contract. The knights of the Thorn have declared their commitment to destroying the Werewolves... Only to go back to drinking and sharing tales. Elsweyr The Rider looked down to the Khajiit and nodded "I see. Very well, you and your forces shall take the due east, and my own forces shall take due west and come upon the bandits when they least expect it. Do you agree?" The rider said as he turned his horse to the side Valenwood Alvor withdrew his blade from the Altmers neck, and the body fell to the floor with a thud, it's crimson blood running over it's pale yellow skin and dripping to the ground below, he turned to his left and nodded to the other Penitulus Oculatus as he lowered one of the other guards to the floor, then signalled to the forces across the now unguarded lake. The Imperial legionairres brought a wooden plank forwards from the Fort and placed it across the river, and the Legate rode over first, his forces following behind him and heading into the thick tree's of Valenwood, moving through it on their warpath with the Thalmor The Emperor's Summit The Emperor sat in his ships cabin, reading from 'Tamrielic Gazette' as the trip drew longer still, drinking from a glass of wine in the other. After today, he hoped he would be sailing south with a force strong enough to invade and take over Summerset Isle, destroying the Aldmeri Dominion once and for all and, hopefully, rebuilding relations with the other races of men. Maybe he'd even get the Bretons to co-operate for once. He almost choked on his wine when he saw that Breton pirates were suspected of raiding Redguard merchant ships. He double checked the paper to ensure he hadn't misread it, and sure enough it was there. That was that then, he'd have a few things to say to that bloody pirate lord if this turned out to be true. Werewolves in Cheydinhal? He trusted the Steward he had left in charge to do a good job with that, and preyed to the nine that there would still be Farmers to grow the crops by the time he returned. And Elsweyr... by Divines Elsweyr, he'd have to deal with that one too, probably, if the Khajiit didn't manage it. He'd have to do that after the war...