Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150123171346/@comment-32663439-20150126214620

Fanari climbed out. She clasped her hands together, and the water evaporated from her body. She put her clothes on quickly, and then buckled her blade to her side. Her hair looked messy and tangled. She ran her hands through her hair, and wherever her hands touched, the hair flattened and smoothed out. After a moment, all her hair looked silky smooth again. She picked up her hair holders and put them on, seperating her hair into two parts. "Alright, I'm ready."

(I'm not going to make this too easy. Your couriers need to prove that they can convince a leader. I hope you sent good ones xD )

"And what do you expect to get out of this? What does your leader want from the Northpoint Frelsers?"

"And you expect me to take the word of his own courier over my mens' reports? I've seen your relentless conquests here in High Rock. One non-agression pact to your rapid and violent conquest of High Rock? The pact is rendered to nothingness in comparison."

"You are here to represent your master. Represent him well. Convince me that me joining your state is worth my time."

The Farrun leader was definitely not as easy to convince or to even converse with than the Northpoint one.