Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170318054027

"No wonder you lost our battle, Sir Ciel, you lack any backbone and sense to stand up to what is right.", Doraleous shrugged, massaging his temples, "This is getting quite tiresome. People who like to fool themselves for a little and play knight, but when things get rough, they simply run away. Fair enough, go and hide in Wayrest because in some way you convinced yourself that Jovron is a murderer due to people dying in a battle."

The big knight was truly tired of dealing with such people. Apparently, the Adamantine Order was filled with pansies amongst their highest ranks.

"And quite frankly, how does one commit murder in a battle is something I fail to comprehend.", he let out before exiting the tent.

Tired of people like Ciel, Doraleous passed straight through Gallahad and went directly to see Sir Ivo.

"As I feared, the man is a spineless nimrod. He is giving some pretend excuse to go away and hide inside his Fort to see who will turn up victorious. Honestly? I had enough already, so if you don't have anything else to do here I suggest we start marching to the capital of Daggerfall. Agreed?"