Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151204185210

"Is that a way to greet a Lady?", Lisbeth made no mention to stopp Roderic from retrieving his weapon, "I hardly think so."

They were already pretty near the village, so it took only a few minutes for the scout to meet with the head of the regiment.

"So, what awaits us tomorrow, Daro?", Wym Bathou asked when he saw the man.

"Not tomorrow, today, sir. We should strike now, the peasants are on the verge of rioting against the southerners...and the southerners are eager for a battle with the peasants.", he reported.

"Hmm...walk with me.", the Lord's son said and nodded towards the path behind him. The scout nodded and both of them went to meet Lord Mandaloon.

...

"So, the traitorous scum are now realizing the mistake they did, huh? Good for them and for us. Mr. Daro is right, we'll strike this night.", Mandaloon's smile made his "chins" tremble.

It seemed that for now, the peasants retreated...yet they were still looking out their windows.