Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141126032139/@comment-32663439-20141126222650

Kodlak was glaring at the Imperial delegates. "I wouldn't try to insult the Jarl, if I were you. You are guests here, and it is ill-advised to disrespect your host. It does not matter about what you think of the Empire's status. This is not a historical debate. The Empire is broken. The Dominion is attacking. Skyrim is defending. And you are acting like children." He stood up. "Quit acting like petty fools and listen to the words that part my lips. You have two options. One: you assist the province that you so furvently claim to have a grip on. Or two: You leave this delegation and stay out of our way. I don't see any other way this can go. So if we are planning on going with number one, get your act together and speak only when necessary. You are representing your Empire, and from what I am seeing, it's a mess. If you want to keep this up, then I will treat the dirt beneath my boot with more respect than you." His eyes were fiery hot, almost piercing through their souls in his anger.