A young Imperial mage of sun kissed skin and brown hair walked through the corridors of Castle Dour. She was tall and skinny, though despite her dainty size, the power she wielded could scare any strong Nord off.
The mage approached a door, guard by two Imperial soldiers. They stopped her.
"What business do you have with the general, Varia?" one asked.
"I have news of the Stormcloaks' whereabouts." she replied.
"What of the scout? Wasn't he supposed to be delivering this message?"
Varia's face took on a solemn expression as she cast her eyes downward,"Unfortunately, the scout was shaking with the rattles. He died upon entering the gates of Solitude."
Both men understood, and allowed the mage access. When Varia entered, General Tullius and Legate Rikke were discussing the matters of the war. Tullius noticed her and immediately stopped talking, getting a good look at her.
"What is it, mage?" Tullius asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
"I bear news." Varia answered.
"Of what?"
"The Stormcloaks. They're marching towards the border."
"Border?" Tullius questioned,"Border of what?"
"Skyrim and Cyrodiil." Varia said.
Tullius rubbed the bridge of his nose,"Unbelievable...this destroys my previous plans..."
"What do we do now, sir?" Legate Rikke asked.
The general was silent for a long time, his face in his hand and the other hand on his hip. Then, finally, he spoke.
"We plan an ambush. They'll never see us coming." Tullius declared, then turned to Varia,"Prepare the men, we move out in half an hour."
Varia nodded and hastily made her way to the guards' barracks.
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Traveler (Skyrim Fan Fic)
FanfictionJennavara of Cyrodiil...her parents assassinated, and the only source of explanation is her father's journal. Full of riddles. She travels to Skyrim, where the secrets of her life are opened to her, and a burden is placed upon her shoulders...
