The Great Typing War!

[Jei El]

"I see. Well then. If its pay you want you'll get same pay as Zhengi. Im sure that sense you were spying on us you heard when and where to meet,Right?"

I was not necessarily spying, just happened by chance and perhaps fate I heard the words. I don't want pay, I want to rid of the Racism Ulfric has plagued Windhelm with. My own people, the Argonians, get very mistreated along with the other races. I want to get rid of that.

 

[Fevershaking]

Hmm. a reasobable cause. Help us gather more troops.

 

[Neveraine]

The travelling trader, Borro, a Breton, passes some strange men on his way to windhelm.

 

[Fevershaking]

Gen notices a breton pass him up. Could he be a spy?

 

[Neveraine]

Borro decides to ignore the strange men, hoping nothing happens, but prepares his calm spell just in case.

 

[Fevershaking]

Gen notices he prepares a spell. He doesnt pull out gis weapon but prepares for any suprises.

 

[Neveraine]

Borro walks by with eyes in the back of his head as he leaves.

 

[Fevershaking]

Gen watches as the Breton walks away quietly. What was he doing here?

 

[Seanu Reaves]

Zhengi seemed to sense another man join the stranger. And a spell being prepared. "Oh what fun." Zhengi whispered to himself.

 

[Reaper87]

Lupus the Nord appeared on the horizon, seeing two men, which he thought were mages. "Probably from the college - they're up to no good, I suspect" he thought to himself.

 

[Fevershaking]

Gen watched as A large nord walked by. He pondered of he was a foe considering that he was raiding Windhelm.