The Elder Scrolls: AKAVIR
It was night in Skyrim. The two moons of Nirn, Secunda and Masser shone brightly over land accompanied by the ethereal colors of an aurora. A small group of Stormcloak soldiers walked through the woods of Falkreath Hold, guiding themselves through the dark path with torches. They stopped upon coming to a small clearing.
"This should be a suitable place," said the captain. "Alright men, let's set up camp. And do it quickly too. By Ysmir, I don't like these shadows."
The soldiers began to pitch tents and prepare a fire. The captain kept watch over the sight. Suddenly, he heard a rustle. The captain turned towards the sound but then decided to dismiss it as an animal running through the brush. Then, he glimpsed a figure dashing past a tree at the edge of the reach of his torch's light.
"Alright, enough games!" the captain exclaimed, drawing his sword. "I know you're there, now show yo