Mr.Self Destruct
Chosen Undead
The fellowship pressed on through the trial of the mountains, braving the bitter cold and the treacherous pathways which narrowed and winded through the shadows of ancient and colossal rock. As they journeyed further and further from Dawnstar, the roads began to thin and fade, and the paths taken more dangerous until it seemed as if the passage into the Winterhold was all all but impregnable. Fatigue set in, and Alistar felt his waning strength leave his body. The sky had become engulfed with bloated, dark clouds, and a torrent of pounding snow rained upon the group. "We must stop!" Someone cried, needing to shout over the howling storm. "No!" shouted Alistar, knee deep in snow and frozen to his bones. "We must press on!" He himself wasn't convinced by his words, likely along with the rest of the group. They would not survive long, and Alistar cursed under his breath as he realized they would not make it to the Imperial Camp any time soon.
Through the flurry of snow and wind, Alistar's eyes caught upon a vague shape through the grey. It stood tall, a tower looming in the blizzard. "There!" He said, gesturing towards the structure. "Move quickly!" The companions raced towards it, wading through frigid snow and bracing themselves against the blizzard as the shape drew nearer and nearer until they stood before it; an ancient watchtower of unknown origin. Crafted from weathered stone and mortar. Alistar kicked in the rusted metal door, and it gave way with a lurch of coagulated iron.
Through the flurry of snow and wind, Alistar's eyes caught upon a vague shape through the grey. It stood tall, a tower looming in the blizzard. "There!" He said, gesturing towards the structure. "Move quickly!" The companions raced towards it, wading through frigid snow and bracing themselves against the blizzard as the shape drew nearer and nearer until they stood before it; an ancient watchtower of unknown origin. Crafted from weathered stone and mortar. Alistar kicked in the rusted metal door, and it gave way with a lurch of coagulated iron.