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*The sound of iron wheels over stone crackled throughout the trail and forest. The noise loud an consistant, as the line of wooden carts traveled through. Each Pulled by 2 large horses and lead by a Imperial gaurd. Silence reigned in each cart, carrying 4 prisoners of the empire each.*
"Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there."
*A stormcloak begins to speak. His voice firm, yet oddly soft. Almost as if he was trying to have a bit of decency and calm. Even in this road to demise, along side his brothern, and sisters in arms. As well as his leader of the rebellion, and these strangers.*
*The theif quickly whips his head up, hearing his likeness metioned. His face sneering. Almost with a retort, cut off by the Imperial gaurd leading the cart.*
"HEY! Shut up and keep it quite back there!"
*He yelled, his voice stern filled with a saracastic malice. He didn't care for the noise, he just didn't care about them and choose to be a dick.**The Imperial leans forward, addressing each of you.*
Imperial – "Alright prisoners, this is Where you get your first chance. Anyone feeling nervous or frightened should step forward. It will make things much easier for us all."
*They pause to look around, waiting for anyone to step forward.**Once again, you are left alone with the Nord and the thief. The Imperial pulls a list from him back, and starts to read through the prisoners. After some time he begins to read your name as well.**Another silence, only interrupted by the sound of the cart and the occasional yell from the thief in the back. After a while (and after some smalltalk between the Imperial and the Nord), you reach the edge of a wood. The Imperial stops the cart, and steps out.**You sit in silence as the cart makes its way along the road. The Imperial seems to try and ignore you, but occasionally glances in your direction.*
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