[stevie critchley]

Jak Lupus

"This happened." The diplomat said pointing at the wrecked ship. "Must of gotten destroyed by last night's storm. There is one person on that very wreck and another on the beach over there. Once we check to see other survivors, we'll continue on to Anvil Nova."

There was a storm last night? dam i missed that

“there was another ship?” Jak said before turning and looking at the shipwreck, it had taken considerable structure damage. “Yes searching for survivors should be the top priority, doesn’t look like the ship can be saved." I wonder who and what was on that boat, I shall have to ask the surviour

“guess we can find out what happened and who they were when the rescue crew returns” Jak then states, noticing that the rescue crew was returning with an extra passage

[Laura Tempel]

Danus Maximus. Near the coast. Morning.

The engineer was pretty talkative about this manner. Wouldn't blame him though.

"Well this ship wasn't with us in the first place. Must of been one of those transport vessels that people in High Rock, or even all of Tamriel, are using to start a new life in the Colony. Though you should of known that our ship was alone. Though I do agree it can't be saved. The best we can do is have the colonial government grab the bodies, and ship them back to High Rock where hopefully atleast some of them can be identified by someone."

[emma sweeney]

Sanwellis Signora - Seaside Dunmer Refugee Camp - Morning

Sanwellis had arrived at the Refugee camp, the whole place reeked of despair. Parents squeezing there children for warmth, people trying to trick the poorest of the poor out of there money with there brilliant scams. People drinking themselves to death with the last of there coin, Sanwellis felt kind of sorry for the fellows, He never drank when he felt bad because it just led to him feeling worse. There as a strong fellow who was accepting all challengers for arm wrestling under the shadow of the ship. He was undefeated so far, while it was tempting to make this man feel puny compared to my incredible vampiric strength he decided it was in his best intrests that I keep a low profile. Sanwellis pulled a Cyrodillic Brandy from his robe and sat down and read one of the books he brought with him, immortal blood. His robe did it's job at keeping most of the sunlight away.

After several hours It was time for all who wished to leave to the new world to board, around one hundered of the people from the camp entered the ship, He guessed most of them were just here for the fishing. They were all corraled to the deck where we were introduced to the man leading our voyage, Captain Wyndor they were to call him, he told them about living quarters and how they would practically fighting for a few metres of space to sleep and how food and water was limited and we would have to make due, troublemakers were thrown overboard, no exceptions. The journey would last around a day. He offered everybody one last chance to leave but nobody seemed to want to go back. Sanwellis immediately went to the living quarters and grabbed himself one of the few beds that were available, the rest of them would be sleeping on the floor. At night he will feed to supress his Vampiric nature, if he get caught I would get thrown overboard but if he was discovered to be a Vampire I would be thrown overboard, he dismissed these obligations for the moment and took my chance to get some rest.

[April]

Daugon. On a small personal transport boat in the docks at Anvil Nora (Political) Morning.

Daugon's family boat landed in Anvil Nova early in the morning. They had just missed the storm of last night. They seemed to be the lucky ones. Daugon had left Winterhold and the college two months ago and reunited with his father in Summerset Isle. Upon hearing about his condition, his father told him to travel here and seek out a man by the name Tullius, the govenor of Anvil Nova and he wuld arrange everything. He had heard that the frontier was a place of new discovery and perhaps a cure was there to be found to restore his son to his previous form. Daugon could barely stand himself and what he has become. His father had arranged everything, money and a sealed letter for Tullius informing him of the situation and the instructions to follow:

Dear Govenor Tullius,

I hope this letter finds you well and I hope you accept my gift on behalf of my son, Daugon. My son is a bit of a private man and is coming to Anvil Norv to assist you in your expansion in the new frontier. He is highly skilled in political affairs and I would like for him to serve as your advisor in such manners. His knowledge will only impress you as you expand on your borders. I have enclosed 25 thousand septims along with the following instructions. Shall you accept these terms, I expect no repayment.

• Please give my son the finest manor in Anvil Nova with plenty of land to farm and raise livestock.
  
• Give him a title of Lord.
  
• Make him your political advisor.
  
• Allow his vessel to dock each week and let the cargo go unchecked by your guards. (for this an additional 100 septims a week will be given to you personally from myself.
  
• I will provide servants for my son's new estate as well.

I knew your father well. We bothe shared a distrust and hatred of the Thalmor. I have been investigated numerous times for treason but eachtime, no charges can be levied against me. I was saddened to hear the news of his passing. I hope you find my terms agreeable and I hope we can have a long standing relationship between your country and mine. I apologize for the secrecy and the shallow details, but like I said, my son is a very private man. Please send word with one of my housecarls, who will be bringing the weekly shipments to port. I look forward to our new friendship.

Yours Truly,

Aldaril Telindil

Govenor of Firsthold

Daugon stayed in his quarters beneath the hull. The sun was too bright to venture to the top deck. he had hit stage four of his disease two days ago and since there was no need to reduce the effects, he decided to conserve the blood he had in his possesion. His father had given him enough vials to keep him stage one for at least 3 weeks, but Daugon didn't want to take any chances. He sent his steward, Ioril to deliver the letter and the package to Govenor Tullius at once. He would wait aboard the ship for his return.

[Solina971]

Jak lupus – talking to diploma (Intro)- Morning

Well this ship wasn't with us in the first place. Must of been one of those transport vessels that people in High Rock, or even all of Tamriel, are using to start a new life in the Colony. Though you should of known that our ship was alone. Though I do agree it can't be saved. The best we can do is have the colonial government grab the bodies, and ship them back to High Rock where hopefully at least some of them can be identified by someone." The diploma said.

“I knew that we set off alone but to be honest, I hadn’t even heard of “Anvil Nora” before getting my orders , even my old legate was confused when I was given them and then spend twenty minutes trying to find it on a map” Jak chuckled.

“As for ship all we need to do is find is find the ships name, people back in High rock or wherever it came from will have records of who was abroad, minus stowaway of course. Although that’s only if it was an imperial ship, not sure if the elves or Nords do it with their ship.

Jak then looked out to sea, the rescue party was returning from the ship “looks like there coming back now, we can ask that guy about what happened."

"then we can finnaly reach shore and see what so bad with this colony"

[Kevan Olson]

Sanwellis Signora - Vessel to The Frontier - Morning

Sanwellis was woken up early from the kick of a strong looking man, the same man that was arm wrestling at the docks. It seems that all the beds were taken and this man thought himself able to muscle him out of his.

"Bed's mine whelp" he then lifted Sanwellis up threw him at the wall. Sanwellis got up trying not to show the man how much it hurt, he was trying to think whether to let him have the bed or beat the snot out of him. Letting him have the bed would stop too much attention being drawn to him but on the other hand he didn't like him. The captain's words about troublemakers echoed in his mind. He decided to kick his ass.

"Do you want to try that again"? the man laughed and stepped forward, Sanwellis put all his strength into punching this man in the stomach as hard as he could, he fell unconscious or he was dead, he never bothered to check. The Refugee's cheered Sanwellis and some patted him on the back as he made his way back to his bed to resume his sleep.

[Brian LeHury]

Danus Maximus. Engaging at the engineer. Morning.

"True. Maybe one of the survivors know the name of the ship. Also i'm surprised that you never knew of the colony, which is called Anvil Nova, Not Nora." I said chuckling. "I mean so many people across the mainland are moving there to start a new life. And it's been found 200 years ago after the Oblivion Crises. Though maybe not everyone knows. After all, there are more things to worry about back home"

The boat is coming closer to the ship.

[Bethany Watkin]

Protektor Tullius. The keep. (Political action.) Morning.

Not recently after the governor accepted audiences, an Altmeri individual came to him with a letter. "You should read this."

He said.

After reading, it's clearly obvious that some Noble from the Thalmor wanted his son to be a political adviser to him. But why? Lavitus is suspicious of the potential adviser. Especially of his father doesn't even want the Colonial soldiers doing a check on the ship. Damn altmer is probably going to smuggle illegal goods in. He thought. Still he was promised 25,000 gold as well as an additonal 100 everytime the Noble's boat comes with the goods. So the Governor went to the elf that gave him the letter.

"Tell Daugon and his father that I accept these terms. And bring Daugon over here."

[A Boy called Marilyn]

Daugon. On a small personal transport boat in the docks at Anvil Nora (Political) Morning.

Ioril returned to the ship and delivered the news of the govenor's acceptance.

"He wants to see you sir." said Ioril through the door of Daugon's room.

Daugon thought long and hard about this. He would have to conceal himself better than he ever had before. He could not endanger himself in this foreign land.

"Send word that I am coming. Prepare my finest clothes and bring them to me immediately." Snarled Daugon. He hated going out in public but this time, there was no other recourse. He grabbed a vial from his lockbox and opened the top.

"Ugggh!!!" He hated the smell more than the actual taste of the blood. He quickly drank the vial in full. A warm rush flowed over his body as he felt life come back to his skin and a renewed energy creeping from his aching bones. He hadn't slept in days but the blood would fix that. Soon he will be fresh and awake and able to strolll out iunto the sunlight.

Suddenly a knock at the door. "Your clothes sir." panted Ioril.

"Leave them and wait for me on the dock." Daugon ordered.

"Damn fool always interupting the only time of serenity my life has anymore" Daugon ranted in his mind.

He dressed in fine linens and a robe fitted with fox pelts and a gold clasp. the attached hood was blue linen and covered most of his face. He was ready t omeet the govenor. He met Ioril on the docks and montioned for him to lead the way.

Anvil Nova was a picturesque backdrop and Daugon was instantly in love with this country. Too bad his views will be limited to a few hours due to this dreadful curse that afflicts him.

Daugon. Govenor's Palace (Political) Morning.

Ioril led Daugon to the palace and Daugon ordered him to stay out front as he would return shortly. Daugon entered the palace and observed a familar sight. Large hall filled with people doing useless jobs and laying about. He walked straight up to the Govenor and introduced himself.

"Good Morning Govenor. My name is Daugon. I believe you have read my father's letter and are in reciept of the gift he sent?" Daugon addressed the govenor. "I am told that you have accepted the terms of that letter? My father says that your father was a great and powerful man. I am truly sorry for your loss. This land is quite a beatuiful sight. Rivals my Isles back home. You have requested to see me?"

[MR.BIGG]

Snake, Off the coast of Anvil Nova (non political), Morning

The words weighed heavy in the Imperial's heart. He had grown up with the dozen or so men who manned The Narrows. They had been his family, his brothers. Sure they had gotten themselves into a heapload
of trouble throughout the years, but they had always managed to just make it out of harm's way.

A single tear dripped down Snake's face and he wiped it away before anyone could see it.

In a grave tone he ordered, "You can bring the bodies of the refugees home, but leave anyone with this tattoo," he exposed the tattoo of a crescent with an arrow sticking into its side on his hand, "to the seas. That's the way it should be."

[Lynne Hinton]

Jak Lupus- talking to diploma- Morning

True. Maybe one of the survivors know the name of the ship. Also i'm surprised that you never knew of the colony, which is called Anvil Nova, Not Nora." I said chuckling. "I mean so many people across the mainland are moving there to start a new life. And it's been found 200 years ago after the Oblivion Crises. Though maybe not everyone knows. After all, there are more things to worry about back home"

“Huh well maybe it because I’ve spend most of live In-land” Jak stated “over maybe it because I never took history class seriously as a kid.”

The boat is coming closer to the ship.

“Oh and the name’s Jak Lupus pleasure to meet you, I’m a captain in the engineering core.” Jak stated.
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The boat arrived a few minutes later and the Boat survivor boarded the ship and came towards Jak and Danus, he was another imperial with toned muscles and black hair, it was most likely he was a sailor aboard the ship.

He approach them tow me “ You can bring the bodies of the refugees home, but leave anyone with this tattoo," he exposed the tattoo of a crescent with an arrow sticking into its side on his hand, "to the seas. That's the way it should be."

“That a sailor Tattoo I think, it would be best to do what he say.” Jak said before noticing that the other rescue boat had arrived and dark elf boarded the ship.

“The dark elf one of your crew or an passager?” Jak asked.

doesn't look like a sailor....

[Mashystar]

Danus Maximus. Aboard Imperial ship. Morning.

"Pleasure to meet you Jak. My name is Danus Maximus. Been sent here personally by the Emperor himself."

However one of the survivors of the wreck, another Imperial, must of had a connection with the dead crew. Mainly because he wanted them to be left at sea.

"Out of respect for your lost. I'll make sure that the colonial government leave the dead crew in the sea." I told him.

Protektor Lavitus. Political action. Morning.

The mysterious son of the Altmeri Noble approached me. "hello Daugon. I indeed, read your father's letter. I think you could be useful as your father claims but I will give you a warning. If you are not what your father says you are, I will personally remove you from your position and will sent you back to Firsthold. Now your manor will be next to this castle. The yard can support livestock, though I don't know why you would need them, and it can suit a noble's lifestyle."

[Horse gal smithe]

Evryn Ienith
Nova Anvil - Beneath the docks - Late morning

"Well, this don't look good."

The mutter echoed in the dimly-lit, musty space beneath the creaking wooden pier, and Evryn Ienith frowned in annoyance, too preoccupied with his current misfortune to call out whoever had made the snide jab.

What he had meant to be a nice, profitable day of criminal activity had suddenly been complicated by the arrival of a bloke in shining armor accompanied by a cadre of very intimidating guards, and suddenly the prospect of swindling the arriving ship didn't look so good.

Leaning back against a wooden pillar he looked his crew over with a critical eye. For the most part, they were a rough group of young Dunmer, with a few Khajiit and Nords thrown- refugee's children or unlucky immigrants all. Yet as Nova Anvil grew, so did its underworld, and because of their links to the skooma trade, all of Evryn's gang were well fed and finally making it in the world.

All of that could be undone if they ran into trouble with the law, and the delegation of Imperial guards above them spoke of nothing but trouble.

"All right, fine. Plan's over," he said grudgingly. "You all run off to the market district, see if we can't still get some business done this morning."

He, on the other hand, would keep his ears and eyes open and remain here, hidden under the pier. Even if he couldn't scam these sailors out of their gold, there was still a thriving market in information, and he knew whoever was about to arrive must be important. Best to learn what he could and see how he could use the information.

[Ebony Lawson]

Danus Maximus. Aboard the ship heading to the docks. Morning

After we got the 2 survivors it was time to move on. "Pull up the anchor! It's time to move on!" Said the captain. While on the way the survivors were not talkative. After what they've been through, I can understand why. However there is something about the Dunmer that seems suspicious. Shortly the ship finally landed on Docks. I came up to the two sailors. "Listen. here is 500 gold each. Hopefully it should be enough to make it here on the Frontier or even get back to High Rock. May Arkay have mercy on their souls." As I exited the ship with the 10 legion soldiers, I was greeted by a man, whom judging by his armor, was a high ranking officer in the Colonial military.

[Maeva]

Sanwellis Signora - New Balmora - Morning

Sanwellis had managed to keep a steady flow of blood so he managed to keep his Vampirism well hidden. The man who attacked him in bed was indeed alive but was thrown overboard for causing trouble. New Balmora seemed much like a fishing Village because the land didn't look very good for farming. Sanwellis was here - he had made it. He could start a new life here, but he wondered where to start. He decided he would stick around New Balmora for a while to learn the land.

[daniel royle]

General Plautius, the Docks, Morning

After about an hours wait, the ship finally arrived at the docks. Plautius walked up to the first man to get off the ship, who wore the sigil of the Imperial Dragon. Plautius greeted him, saying,"Greetings, I am General Flavius Opimus Plautius, Commander of the Army of the colony of Anvil Nova. We noticed the Dragon upon your ships flag. Any dignitary of the Empire is welcome here. I am sure you'll find the accomodations for you comfortable. Before we proceed, I noticed that your ship stopped for a while. Where there any problems?"
Having had a good look at the man, Plautius could see that he had been in the military, Legion obviously, but he didn't know where. At least it was veteran who could understand the needs of the colony, and not some stuffy diplomat sent to appease the requests of the Protektor.

[Trey Johnson]

Danus Maximus. Anvil Nova docks. Morning.

As I got of the boat, I was greeted by the high ranking officer. Turns out he was the commander of the Colonial legion.

"Hello General Opimus. My name is Danus Maximus. Former legionary now turned Diplomat. I have been sent here by Emperor Titus Mede II to keep an eye on the Governor and have him accept certain terms before his colony can now become an Imperial province. And I have come with some engineers who will assist with Ebony production in the Colony. Also the problem was that I found a shipwreck near the coast. Everyone at the ship except for these two sailors we found are dead. And when the governor sends them back to wherever they came from, make sure to leave the ones with a tattoo on their hands."

[naome duncan]

Jak lupus – Docks (intro)- Moring

After we got the 2 survivors it was time to move on. "Pull up the anchor! It's time to move on!" Said the captain. While on the way the survivors were not talkative. After what they've been through, I can understand why. However there is something about the Dunmer that seems suspicious

Shortly after the two survivors broad, the ship reset sail and continued it’s on its journey to Anvil Nova. Jak went back to his bedroom… and the Breton…

Sometime later the ship finally landed on Docks. Jak met up with the other engineer’s within his squad before following Danus and his men of the boat where they were greeted by an officer in the Colonial military.

Hah we got a welcoming party…

Jak made his way towards the front of group, were the officer and Danus were standing, as he did the officer spoke to Danus

“Greetings, I am General Flavius Opimus Plautius, Commander of the Army of the colony of Anvil Nova. We noticed the Dragon upon your ships flag. Any dignitary of the Empire is welcome here. I am sure you'll find the accomodations for you comfortable. Before we proceed, I noticed that your ship stopped for a while. Where there any problems

They sent the General? Danus must be petty high up

Jak made his way to front and stood behind Danus when he told the general that he was Former legionary now turned Diplomat sent by the Emperor himself to keep an eye on the Governor and get him to sign some stuff to join the empire….

Empire must really want this place, I wonder if’s more that the Ebony they want….

Jak then turned back to listen with what Danus was saying “And I have come with some engineers who will assist with Ebony production in the Colony. Also the problem was that I found a shipwreck near the coast. Everyone at the ship except for these two sailors we found are dead. And when the governor sends them back to wherever they came from, make sure to leave the ones with a tattoo on their hands."

Jak then step out in front and saluted the general “ Captain Jak Lupus, Me and my team are reporting for duty sir!”

[^_^]

General Plautius, The Docks, Morning

Plautius listened to Danus explain why the Emperor had sent him here. When the Diplomat mentioned the Ebony, Plautius wasn't surprised that the Empire wanted to help production. Ebony was the best heavy armour on Nirn, except for Daedra. If the Empire could get ahold of the one of the biggest suppliers of the material, then they could gain a trade monoply, as well as gain better weapons and armour for their officers. But it was a relatively small price to pay for being recognised as an official province, and gaining enough troops to subdue the barbarian regions, which had a large number of ebony mines. The Protektor had been taking most of the profits of the ebony mines in the colony, but Plautius could do nothing about it. Maybe now with the Empire in charge, they would notice his corruption and dismiss him. Plautius had butted heads with the Protektor several times in the past. The arrogant [censored] had wanted to take control of the Legions, most likely to enforce his will. But Plautius had resisted, and the Protektor backed down, afraid of the Army turning on him. If Tullius had been in charge, the Army would've been most likely destroyed in some stupid attack on orcs or something. Hopefully things would change. Just then one of the engineers Danus was talking about had stepped forward and saluted him.
Plautius saluted back, and replied,"Good to have you here, Captain. We could need the expertise of some professional military engineers. Now then, let me escort you to the Palace."
He turned around and gestured for the honour guard and for the two Imperial guests to follow him.

[Benji]

Danus Maximus. City Docks. Morning,

I explained to the general about my reason here. He seems to have want the colony to be an Imperial province. That is good for us. As me, the engineers, and the ten legionaries assigned to protect me, followed Plautius, I asked him some questions. On another note, The Docks appeared to be some kind of slum. As everywhere I see, there are prosttutes, Beggars, and any low life scum I could see. I wonder is all of Anvil Nova is like this.

"I need to ask you some some questions. The Elder Council is concerned about the fact that the Colonial legion is yet to eliminate the Orcish and Nordic tribes. And They want to know why. Also we are aware that the Colony allows slavery. So what races are enslaved and why does the Governor allow such atrocities? Especially if he knows that the Empire is against it."

[Laura Richards]

General Plautius, Anvil Nova, Morning

As they walked through the city docks, Danus asked Plautius some questions. He sighed as the Diplomat enquired about the slavery and the babarian tribes. He turned to look at Danus.
"If you must know, I do not have enough men to launch a major offensive against the Barbarians. Overall the Colonial Army is made up of 20,000 men, some of which are Legion Veterans who moved here, but these are a very small minority and almost all of the Army are volunteers from the colony. Now, I admit, that 20,000 men is good for a pitched battle, but I've had to divide the army to handle the two threats. The 1st Colonial Legion, or Kohort Wolf as it is known, is the garrison for Fort Tullius, which controls the supply lines to Anvil Nova and protects the nearby collection of towns and hamlets. So far we've managed to keep them at bay. The 2nd and 3rd Legion, Kohorts Bear and Dragon, are dealing with the Orcish tribes, who send warbands into the eastern part of the colony. They fight themselves more than they fight us, but there are Warlords always trying to make a name for themselves, and they are the largest force on the continent, larger than us. If they unite against us, we won't be able to hold them back. The rest of the army is here, in Anvil Nova. The city's garrison is made up of Kohort Eagle and Kohort Nordica, an Auxilary Legion dating back to the founding of the colony, from the peaceful nordic tribes. I would send Kohort Eagle to help Kohort Wolf, but the Protektor won't allow it. He may not have much say in these matters, but he's got the nobility on his side by saying the city will be undermanned if they leave. So I'm stuck sending small units from the Auxilary Legion to the forts and towns. Even if I did have enough troops, I would have to be cautious about launching an offensive. If I even lose so much as a skirmish, the Protektor will strip me of my rank for incompetence, and then he'll take over. He'd probably abandon the rest of the colony to protect himself. But don't tell him I said that. Now that you've gotten an idea of the situation, lets continue onto the palace."
That last part was an indulgence of hyperbole, Plautius thought to himself. The Protektor wouldn't strip him of his rank for losing a skirmish, but he'd be waiting for him to make a mistake. And he wouldn't be abandoning the colony, but Plautius doubted he would care that much. But as long as the Imperial Diplomat had a low opinion of Tullius, then Plautius would have Imperial support on his side, maybe giving him more freedom. But even then, he wouldn't know what he would do next. Should he move against the barbarians? But what if he lost? Then he might lose favour with the Empire and the Colony, and he'd shame his family. He couldn't undo all the work his father had done into restoring the family name. He'd wait until he got more men, he thought. Then he could attack the babarians, with little chance of losing.

[Nick Pryce]

Jak Lupus- walking to Palace (intro) - late Morning

"Good to have you here, Captain. We could need the expertise of some professional military engineers. Now then, let me escort you to the Palace."

The group began to set off towards the palace, Jak consider letting his squad some free time to wander around whilst he visited the palace but when looking around, the docks were a slum and decided not to….

prosttutes, Beggars and scum, no wonder I didn’t hear about this place before it’s a [censored] dump…..

"I need to ask you some questions. The Elder Council is concerned about the fact that the Colonial legion is yet to eliminate the Orcish and Nordic tribes. And They want to know why.”

Yes why hasn’t that been done yet? Especially in 200 years, at least one of them should have been taken out by now…

Also we are aware that the Colony allows slavery. So what races are enslaved and why does the Governor allow such atrocities? Especially if he knows that the Empire is against it."

Slavery? What kind of Bullish governor is this….

The General replied stating that whilst he had a size-able army of 20,000 men he had to spilt the army up to deal with the various problems around the island and how that the Protektor wouldn’t allow him send troops anywhere and that he would strip him of his rank if he lost even an Skirmish.”

“This Protektor sounds like an idot.” Jak replied before he realised he had just insulted the islands Governor…” Sorry sir but if I may I have a suggestion.”

“Instead of trying to take out all of the Orcish forces, simply attack the warlords themselves with a few small strike forces, Kill a few and the rest will start to fight among themselves for leadership. Whilst they are distracted you can launch an attack on the Nord barbarians and wipe them out.”

[Lily Something]

Danus Maximus. The Forums district. Late morning.

The Generals reason for not ending the tribal barbarians is due to a lack of men, and that the Governor, or "Protektor", is interfering with his commands. However he must have ignored the question about Slavery in the Colony. I will talk to the Governor about this later. If what Plautius say about the governor is true; then it seems that he is no better than some of the people at the Elder Council. Though I could still see the Emperor dismissing him and replace him with a better leader.

As we were entering what was the "Forum", which is the district that leads to the castle, I was about to ask another question before Jak mention about how the Governor is an idiot and gave the General some advice.

"It may not be a bad plan. But I do think that sending in some soldier deep into enemy territory is a risking move. However I need to ask you one more question. There are 4 other cities in the Colony right? Are their any military presence in these 4 or is the Governor won't allow any troops in them for some reason? And how are these cities conditions?"

[Heather beauchamp]

General Plautius, Anvil Nova, Late Morning

Plautius stopped himself from smiling as Jak called the Protektor an idiot. He was surprised when the engineer gave him some advice.
"Thank you Captain, I'll keep it in mind. But creating a power vacuum would be incredibly difficult. When a Chieftain dies or is considered weak, he is either challenged by another member of the tribe for his position, or the same happens with his successors. He or they fight to the death and the winner becomes chieftain. So a new chieftain is picked, without any losses, so trying to ge them to fight each other for power is impossible, they'd juschoose a new leader from their tribe. This strategy would definitely work with the nords though. They have an alliance between the tribes, with a leader of the council. If we assassinated him, it might create infighting, allowing us to take them out. Now to answer your question, Danus, the other 4 cities of the colony have their own city guard, who have been trained by Army Veterans. I wouldn't know about their condition, my duties keep me here, and I only deal with military matters. You'd have to ask the Protektor about them."

[Stacy Hope]

Alecor Valterayn, Anvil Nova, Late Morning

Alecor walked of the boat guarded by no less than 20 justicars he sat on his Dwemer Wheelchair and let himself be pushed by Velar as they made their way up to the Governors building inside two Imperial officers one a diplomat from the empire, were talking he stopped his train and stepped up from his wheelchair and gripped his staff and strode across the room "Why was I not informed of this General Plautius" he commanded scoldingly The thalmor did not want to appear unknowing of events.