Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24793042-20150820043328/@comment-10197675-20150826091454

Stringle sat upon his throne patiently waiting for the return of his Steward, but when the door of the keep did suddenly open, it wasn't Blackwire coming in but the same courier who had not to long ago visited the keep. The courier entered the Jarls quarters with a nervous stride to his step, almost stumbling over he held a letter out as he approached the jarl. Stringle just stared at him, his expression grim and angered.