Falin let out a sigh, rubbing her eyes. She summoned several large spectral eagles to help carry the wounded further inland.

"The immortals I've heard so much about you, it's an honor to meet you all, Really" Said Emily with a smile

Sauriil grunts. He turns to the other Immortals, 'Tiberius started this?'

Makor looks at Emily "Ehh, sorry about earlier, High-Chief Baroth, pleasure to meet you." Makor grabs Emily's hand and kisses it (nothing sexual, haven't you seen dat before)  

"Being the relentless, power hungry bastard that he is, yes."

'You. I have seen your skill in magick. Perhaps I can help hone that skill.' Sauriil offered.

(Note Sauriil won't teach all he knows, because he isn't stupid. He doesn't want anyone to turn evil and have all that power.)

"Aye, the Empire is no more. Neither the Aldmeri Dominion, really. The Thalmor are all dead, as are most, if not all, the Altmer in mainland Tamriel. He has established the First Cyrodillic Order of Tamriel, shortened to the First Order, and has crowned himself the First Emperor of the Vulso Dynasty." He then shakes his head with a sigh.

"Militarily speaking, the man's a genuis, and politically, as well. He manipulated the Emperor and the Elder Council until the Coup happened. One thing lead to another, and now all who could run were pushed out of Tamriel to either here, or Akavir."

GreenieDovahkiin
"Makor! Incoming fireball!"

Makor rolls to his side "Shit, you just saved my life." 

GreenieDovahkiin
"Whos your little friend?"

(Greenie, it may help to give a little more detail. Who's your character speaking to? Who's he even talking about?)

After the fireball subsides, Qorian looks over to the unknown man with a stone face.

"Captain Qorian of the Altmeri Shore Defense Force. Who are you?"