Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160322224717/@comment-13615389-20160509152015

(You'd be surprised. But really, I had most of that prewritten a while ago.)

~19th of Rain's Hand

Parius brought his horse to a sudden halt at the edge of the village, hitching it and taking the contents from its pack. A bottle of fine Chorrolian wine and a few crystal goblets. Some of the men outside of the village leader's manor escorted him inside after he told them who he was. Upon meeting the lord, Parius gave them a bow as a sign of respect before introducing himself.

"Greetings, milord. Allow me to introduce myself: My name is Parius Vespian, the ruler of the city Chorrol. This isn't the first time I've been to your beautiful village my friend, and might I say, it is a fine one." He paused, considering his next choice if words carefully, "I am here to discuss your relationship with my city, Chorrol, which is very close by as I'm sure you know. What I'm here to offer you is a chance to join my kingdom as a vassal. Chorrol is very close by, and many of the other aspiring empires have been expanding recently, and without the use of peaceful methods as I am. We would offer you protection against the others, which, as much as it pains me to say it, wouldn't have trouble taking a smaller settlement like yours otherwise. What do you say?" Paris spoke in a slow and smooth manner, as if his words were molasses. He was very convincing. The king set his gifts of fine vintage wine and crystal goblets down onto a nearby table as he awaited a reply. - ~21st of Rain's Hand

A pair of black-clad Spectres carefully made their way towards Fort Rayles, scouting it out as best they could from outside. Not too far behind them, the forces of Commandant Iagun Brumli marched over the horizon, 850 strong archers, infantry, cavalry, and mages with a lancer on horseback shouting orders at the head of them. It wouldn't be long before they arrived, so the Spectres had to act fast.