Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-24736819-20160131053341

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"I agree.", Tormund said, unexpectedly agreeing with Duke Roland, "While together our numbers put fear into other kingdom's hearts, separated the effect is simply not the same."

Farraud frowned, not understanding what the King was going for and so did Lord Lucius.

"But I must ask the following: after we invade Shornhelm and capture Emeric, after we judge and sentence him what would happen if we return to our homes and realize that our wives, sons, daughters, lovers, fathers and everyone else you cared fell to the hands of a power-lust maniac? More justice? We march our tired men, our wounded men back into another war to avenge those who are no longer among us?", the giant breton scratched his magnificent beard.

"Let me ask you, Duke Roland, how many men did you left behind to protect your lands? And you, Knight-Commander Ormax, how many soldiers did you left behind to guard your fort? How long do you think it would take for an army of 200 men to break their defenses, their will and finally their heads? No, I'd much rather fight alongside those men than to avenge them after they're gone.", he concluded.

Duke Draluc launched a cold stare to the King, he knew exactly what Tormund was doing and why... but still, the ancient man kept to himself. Lisbeth bit her underlips in apprehension after watching her brother's face.

They are there...somewhere., she thought, ''And Tormund knows it. What have you told him, Vladir?''