Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160430153735/@comment-29458028-20160524145824

"Hey, you asked me to call them ... think of something good!" said Ariel, as she prodded her relative with her fingers.

"Ayyy you can do it. Don't end up like my brother who gets tongue tied when he sees his dream girl! You are a king, not some courage lacking noble fop."

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Fionn sheathed his bow and turned to face the ship. He drew his sword to finish off one of his earlier victims, the one whom he stabbed through the heart, and was close to death, yet not beyond the veil yet.

"Dock, disembark and help us clean up. We shall achieve what the Aldmeri dominion time and time against cannot manage. We will take this lands. No. We will redo what Tiber Septim did. He was born in Alcaire, High Rock. So, let a man from the same nation unite the lands below his blade!" shouted Fionn, as he raised his sword into the air.