Chapter one
"This is the last straw, DO YOU HEAR ME THETRIC, THE LAST STRAW!!!" Said Thonro, the Nord guard captain.
"Would you be so kind to keep your voice down, I have a tremendous headache and would be
ever-most grateful if you would talk quieter" replied Thetric.
"QUIET, YOU ARE TELLING ME TO BE QUIET?!" said Thonro, shock etched on his face.
"If you wouldn't mind."
"ARE YOU INSANE!!!"
"I've been told I am, so quite possibly that I am."
"WE CAUGHT YOU WITH SKOOMA IN YOUR HOUSE, AND YOU THINK I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU."
"Now that was for an experiment."
"WHAT IS IT THIS TIME!!!"
"Seeing how much a safe dosage is."
"CAN YOU BE ANY MORE ANNOYING."
"Quite possibly."
"I give up, GUA... sir, what are you doing here"
"I'm here for Thetric" Replied the Head of the Imperial army, Synnius Attrias.
"Well looks like I have to be on my way goodbye Thonro." said Thetric reaching for his coat.
"I'm afraid he must have come with us Mr. Loesra he will be your mediator."
"Very well, come Thonro."
"I'm not a dog for you to just call."
"I'm just helping you do your job."
They left and went to the imperial palace, Thetric wondering if this had something to do with the dragons in skyrim, or if it was to do with the thalmor.
