As we traveled to the only remaining Forsworn camp, we ran into at least nine Forsworn members. They must've been guarding the roads so nobody could get into their last camp. Feandal, Brelyna, Cosnach, Sapphire, and I made it to the entrance. I pulled out my bow while the others pulled out their swords and got ready to cast spells. All except Faendal of course. We then charged in killing any in sight. Fandal hit one with his arrow but it didn't do anything. Cosnach ran up to the guy and chopped him in half. I ran up to one and bashed him with the bow. Then I drove a dagger through his heart. Blood was everywhere. Brelyna spawned an Ice Atronach which proceeded to hit the Forsworn taking out about twelve before it ran out of time. Sapphire must've sneaked into the cave where the Forsworn leader was because she was'nt anywhere to be seen. After twenty minutes of fighting, we went into the cave.
"You've killed a great deal of my men but, before you even try to kill me, I want to see how you do against the Briarhearts," the leader said. At least ten Briarhearts came out of a passage way and we had to fight them. Another twenty minutes went by when we finally saw Sapphire. She led us to the leader. Faendal hit his right leg and I hit his left leg. He fell to his knees. Cosnach punched him in the face five times. I pulled out my dagger and ran it across his throat. We had done it. The Forsworn were gone and the Reach was saved. But the Thalmor still lurked behind every corner. They would die...someday.
We returned to Markarth where Camilla, Lucia, and Alesan waited for me. I hugged them all and we went to the Silver-Blood Inn to celebrate the downfall of the Forsworn. But while we were celebrating, Faendal brought up the question we had all been wondering. How were we supposed to take out the Thalmor? There were only five of us. I replied with,
"We need more men, better weapons, and a certain type of armor. Maybe...maybe we could start getting traders or something and start building some kind of fort. If we do that we will need a smith, alchemist, general trader, hunter, and possibly a jewelry maker. I don't know how we would do it though."
So we started to build a fort in the Reach near Markarth but not so close it angered the Jarl. It took years before we finally finished it and got traders in it. The smith perfected his very own armor and weapons which we used as our guild's main equipment. By the fourth of Frostfall, we started getting ordinary people enlisting. Everything was good in the Reach and our guild but, in Whiterun, the Thalmor had killed the Jarl, Balgruf the greater. How could the Thalmor be allowed to do that? The Empire didn't lift a finger! It wasn't long until the Empire was rebelled against...again.