Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170515121744

Jovron grabbed his extended hand and shook it firm. "It would be my honor,  Cass."

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Sometime later, while Jovron and Bellisa were holding court in Shornhelm, Sir Noleon walked into the throne room.

The old knight knelt before the High King and laid down his sword. "My liege, I am hereby stepping down from my position as Knight-General."

Bellisa raised an eyebrow. "Sir knight, this is rather unexpected."

"Sir Noleon, you need not step down as Knight-General. I hold no grudge against you for having fought against my brother Rob." Jovron stated.

Noleon shook his head. "No, I am not stepping down because of that. I'm retiring as a knight while I still have my dignity, before my old age catches up with me and makes me useless." Noleon was quite old for a Breton, in his mid 60s. Despite that he was still a well respected and experienced knight, however biology would soon catch up with him as Bretons rarely lived past their early 70s.

"If that is your wish, I won't stop you." Jovron said. "Sir Noleon Beauchamp, I hereby release you from your oaths and allow you to lay down your weapon. You've served High Rock well."

"I thank you, your highness." Noleon said and walked out of the throne room, leaving his sword where he laid it down. As he walked out he looked over at Sir Doraleous and nodded over to him before leaving.