(( Anywho, back to RP? ))

"Alright, gramps. Ready to save the world?"

this starts playing in the background https://youtu.be/jTq4f_rgiPA?list=RDHZs6gfS4AhA&t=198 and me and makor fly as fast as our dragons can go, flying past every wave of dremora "god it's like there neverending!"

(( Might not wanna take control of other people's characters, mate. ))

"hurry makor keep moving!

"WE HAVEN'T MUCH TIME ALEXIS, DOVAHKIIN YOU MUST USE THIS SHOUT TO CLOSE IT

IT IS A SEALING SHOUT USE IT ON THE RIP...WE MUST HURRY!" Said Sos Vun giving makor all the knowledge of the shout

"I won't be able to make it very close we've taken to much damage so the rest is up to you makor"

Lokonikah

(( Might not wanna take control of other people's characters, mate. ))

(i know sorry :/ won't happen again)

Lokonikah

(( Anywho, back to RP? ))

"Alright, gramps. Ready to save the world?"

Sauriil chuckles, 'Saving the world for about the fifth time, yes child.'

As she continues to fight against the daedra in Ivarstead, her and the guards are slowly being overrun. While the civilians had been evacuated, half of the town guard had been wiped out. Now, the town is in flames, with the Legion just outside the town, fighting their way through the daedric forces to relieve the beluegared defenders of the Seven Thousand Steps. The path from High Hrothgar is drenched in blood, yet the tide of marching daedra is endless, the town being utterly destroyed in the fighting. If the Legion and the Dragonborn do not hurry up, they will be forced to retreat to Whiterun...

(( Lets say we are on the ground fighting a hard battle alongside the Ivarstead guard, yeah? ))

"Fifth time? Mind, telling me after all this?" She grunts, throwing a dagger into the head of a dremora, before slashing another across the throat with a scavenged steel sword, and gutting a third with the tip of her blade.

Alexa uses her telepathy to quickly talk to sauril "sauril hurry up get reinforcements me and makor are trying to make it there once we get there it is all up to makor if he doesn't make...then hiricine and molag bal will enter mundus and.......i don't want to think about what will happen" 

After firing an arrow into the throat of another scamp and breaking the neck of a dremora with her bow, she gets into a heightened aread and starts to direct the oncoming Legion reinforcements.

"Battlemages, clear a path for the sappers to fortify the bridge to High Hrothgar! Auxiliaries, tend to the wounded and assist the guards in the fighting! Archers, focus your volleys on the mountain pass! Hold them here, stand fast, for Tamriel!"

She fires off an enchanted arrow, causing a large explosion to decimate over a dozen werewolves, allowing the Imperial Battlemages to enter and sew destruction under the assumed command of Sauril. She then falls back, guiding the Dragoon Light Cavalry Brigade to scour the area outside of the town for any who got through, using her marksmanship to pick off those who would mean to flank the Imperial/Guard defense force.

(( Historically, dragoons were generally a light cavarly type. The Imperial Dragoons *An original idea* wore the standard Light Legionnaire armor, had a single sword, and used lances in a cavalry charge against unfortified enemy positions or to hunt down stragglers. Sappers were basically involved in building friendly fortifications and destroying enemy fortifications with explosive runes and whatnot. ))

(( Well, I guess goodnight for now! ))

"There's the rip." Makor looks at it in amazment as werewolve and werebats (werebats are in ESO) flooded the ground.

"makor your on your own, we can't go any farther it's up to you, use the shout that Sos Vun taught you!" said Alexis hoping that makor would make it and close the rip. (yol make a dramatic ending to the battle XD)

(k)

Werebats are swarming attacking, as I'm dodging all of them