Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180711170549

Mujib laughed, partially because he didn't believe that Jerod had any sway with the Elder Council and partially because the lad thought that bringing them up would make the guards comply. The Elder Council had no authority in the matter whatsoever, they were merely a legislative branch of the Empire. They had no power over guards in Hammerfell, or any other province for that matter. Mujib didn't seem to know what the Nelthars were, so he ignored Jerod's threats about them.

"Stand down bounty hunter, this island is a part of the Duchy of the Stros M'Kai. We're the Duke's men so we're the law here. You will obey or you will be joining the pirate in the Grave." Mujib sounded angry after being threatned.

Three of the horsemen turned their spears to Jerod. Guards usually didn't respond well to threats.

Damo looked concerned at the large warship, Brolok's ship, approaching. "Brother, we should focus our attention on that."

Cassander nodded. "That galleon has some actual armaments. They could sink us before the Prince's ship even gets here."

The King ordered the ballistae to fire on the Fist. The Bretons shot heavy bolts at Malacath's Fist. They hit, but did relatively little damage to the hull.

"Reload and fire when ready!" Damo ordered. He was acting First Mate in the Virene.