Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151208122325

"Your own son spared you from the details of his capture? Why I find that hard to believe?", she got up from the table and slided towards the Lord.

It seemed that the soldiers didn't cared about the dying peasants. At all.

The main part of the army, minus the archers who were now playing target with the ones at the battlements, finally arrived at the gates and breached through it. Unlike the peasants, the soldiers were heavily armed and soon the 10 soldiers on the courtyard saw themselves massively outnumbered.

"Take no prisioners!", Wym ordered his men, ferociously.