{You remember that?}

(Yes. Plus your "Aftermath" RP character's name was Shadowpelt.)

{Aye, but I started before you and I changed my name quickly, remember, oh, you don't remember. I was on all the time when I joined but then I stopped, I refer to it by calling it the: "Long Pause." and that was 2 or so months, and then for the whole summer I've been on a lot now.}

(I was in your original dovah krif, remember?)

{Yup.}

(Let's start!)

"Paadun. Gold'iir," said an unknown voice. Paadun woke up alongside Gold.

"What? Where am I?" asked Paadun.

"I'm Kroved. A Stormcloak. You've been brought to our camp here for a special mission."

{Gold isn't on right now, can I be there too?}

(Sure!)

"We stormcloaks need assistance for a certain mission."

Name: Zork

Weapons: Knives, flamethrower.

Class: Theif.

History: Was in the original battle against the xenomorphs. Invented the flamethrower and killed the queen in the cave of eggs.

Stormcloak: none, I became badass in the time where there weren't any xenomorphs.

"What kind of mission?"

"I'm talking about the imperials plan"

"I SWEAR if it involved those xenomorph assholes."

"Don't swear, but it is."

"Look, I know you guys have been preaching around, claiming about these things not from this world...something horrible. Look, some refugees under our watch went missing. Near your village. We need your help on this."

"What? No. I...I can't, not after what happened."

"We're hiring some very tough soldiers. You'll be riding behind them. If-if it's nothing, it's okay; you'll still be paid for it. But if there's something there, we'll need your experience."