Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160225002526/@comment-24736819-20160610145613

Lisbeth didn't had time to hear what exactly Damian said as she strangely darted away from the tent. Jakin was barely able to understand her words as well due to the hurriedness that she passed by him, if he didn't mistook her expression it almost seemed like fear.

"Bye, Jakin."

"I refused to believe all those times that people said you surpassed your time as General. I'd defy anyone who dared to say that you were no longer the leader we needed... It seems that I was mistaken, you've turned into a foolish old man. Easily deceivable.", the large Knight-Commander had a sad semblant.

"It's ironic that the man that you deem unworthy of the title of Knight is the only one between us that keeps the proper conduct even in the face of utter disappointment. You were a good leader once, Sir Noleon, but no more. You led your men into fighting for a traitorous scum, you sold our order."

Doraleous got up from his chair, easily towering over the inhabitants of the tent.

"Did you received your orders from High King Perien or did you acted on your on to protect the false King of Shornhelm?"