Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150713174914

(Ok.)

Easily enough, the Prowlers sneaked up behind the warriors protecting Lord Baragon and take them down in a blink of an eye.

Lord Baragon saw himself alone moments before he was taking down to his knees and unarmed. The big, large fellow approached the Lord of White Haven after killing one of his soldiers.

"A pity, honestly. I thought you'd give us a better fight.", Baragon could see now that the man was far from being a Toreau as he first thought, he had a much darker skin and several scars on his body. When he talked, it was clear that he wasn't royalty of any sort and neither originally from High Rock.

The two ships finally got to the docks, adding the number of Farrun Warriors in about 30 men, of those 20 were Seaborn Knights...which gave away who was on the third, upcoming ship.

After a few minutes, all of the ships were anchored and King Tormund, towering everyone else, walked towards Baragon.

"Lord Baragon Vandergroet.", he said in his usual, loud thunderous voice.