A Breton fleet has run aground on the ice sheets of Eastern Wrothgar after being blown off course by a blizzard whist attempting to round the Icy Shores. A small band of survivors from the three ships have set up camp to the southwest of Fharun Stronghold after their shipwrecked fleet was quickly overrun by scavenging Riekrs. The ships passengers were on a diplomatic mission between High Rock and Wrothgar, the Daggerfall Ambassador Lady Sovelle and her entourage on-route to negotiate a potential trade agreement with new Orsinium.

The camp survivors speak highly of the now missing ambassador, telling of how she stayed behind to help survivors escape from one of the sinking ships. Of her husband Ethian however, whose father owns the fleet, their opinions were saltier then the ocean waters. Whilst the fleet’s captain, Henrisa, seems almost uncaring about the fate of the Ambassador. I’m no navel expert but I am sure the traditional maritime practice is for a captain to be the last person to leave a sinking ship?

Whilst investigating the shattered wreck of the Pride of Northpoint, I was to discover an old ally trapped beneath a pile of crates. That most noble of Orcs, Skordo the Knife, is physically in bad shape; but in an even worse mood. He claims Ethian and a mage named Coris walked away from the wreck, leaving him there to die. Every tragedy has at least one of three causes, bad luck, bad decisions, or bad intentions. Scordo firmly firmly believes that the later is to blame for the grounding of the fleet, claiming that not everyone agrees with the peace between Bretons and Orcs, on both sides. He also claims to have overheard Captain Henrisa telling the ambassador just what she thought about the Orsimer. A letter I discover seemingly from Lord Ethian’s father to Captain Henrisa appears to support his accusations.

Lord Ethian may not have been fully privy to the perniciousness of this conspiracy, but still the treachery of a friend or family cuts far deeper than that of a foe.

S.K