Andrea
*Normally, Tia would be on their side, all for talking things through. But this was not a normal day, and these were not normal circumstances. Fire burned in her eyes as she took in the torture room, her rage building.* "You Imperials," *She spat the words out like a curse.* "You insist you're better than us, but you do *This*? You torture true sons and daughters of Skyrim without mercy or hesitation? And you expect us to welcome you to stay in the land our ancestors won for us? You think we will allow Skyrim to be claimed for your glory when you abuse us this way? It's not enough you strip us of our god, but now you strip us of dignity and respect as well?"
Joseph
*Bromfing held his staff in front of Liltja to block her from drawing closer to the torturer, and he looked her in the eye.*

"Calm yourself. *Now.*"

*Without hesitation he turned his eye to the Imperial torturer, still holding the same stern, almost unnerving stare. He was done negotiating, and his voice had become harsh, uncompromising.*

"And you. Don't you say another *Fucking* Word. A dragon tears this keep apart above our heads. You will get out of the way and do nothing to impede us."
Sergio
"There's a reason it took the aid of Kyne to fight dragons, Imperial. This threat is not one you or I can kill, at least not now. Please, go. I will hold it off myself."
Patricia
*Helping civilians in the back of the line so they wouldn't get stuck, eventually hearing the commotion. Immediately attempting his way toward the front, getting behind Bromfing Liltja. Backing them up if anything happens*

**"We really must go now, these poor civilians shouldn't be here... You two will have your time to do this when it's all over.."**

*Suggesting to the both of them, especially towards Litja. Looking more serious then he was*
Kelly
"Men! Move to cover! Bows ready! I want that dragon out of our skies!" She shouts, "We'll move to one of the towers, but we're staying in the fight." The legionnaires are in good spirits, their commander knows how to lead them
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"Rage doesn't look good on you." The torturer says, lightning crackling from his hands, then a loud



"That's enough of that." The assistant says, wiping of his mace, as the torturer collapses to the ground

The Stormcloak sighs, kicking the torturer's body, "Bastard."

The mage locked in a cell grasps the bars, "What in Oblivion is going on?!"
Micah
"Talos-" He utters as the torturer dies, "We need to get out of here, will you all join us?"
Ralph
He casts an unlock spell, freeing the mage, "A dragon is attacking, we're evacuating."
Kelly
The assistant hooks the mace to his side, "I'll come with. Sick of this place. We can get out past the cells, heard fighting over there, though."

"We'll come as well." The Stormcloak says. The Imperial Captain looks displeased.

"I just want out of here, Divines know how many classes I've missed."