Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-17114085-20150722170521

(@Helios: Alright, we can skip to the dinner.)

As dusk passed in Wayrest, King Marcel headed to the Dinning Hall, where the long dinning table the royal family used for their meals was located. There were 15 chairs on each side and two more on the ends of the table. Marcel sat with his Queen, Edwinna Marane, at one of the ends. Princess Joslin soon joined them, taking a seat across from her mother and beside her father, whom sat at the end.

By the table was the King's own private Minstrel, a lad in his early 20s. He was a Breton, with long fair hair and held a harp. He was playing one of the King's favorite tunes, a song about an adventurer that got lost at sea and encountered many strange places in his journey. (Pretty much Gulliver's Travels.)

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Lady Marthe and the soldiers arrived at the camp. Her brother, Knight-Commander Ormax, met them at the edge. "So," He asked. "How was the meeting?"

"Doraleous has seen reason and has sided with us." She replied.

"That is great news." Darene Ondre said. The She-Bear approached her mother with a contingent of Ondre guards. "Are you here to call us to the fort?" she asked guessing.

Marthe nodded. "Aye, the King ordered me to fetch the army." She turned to Ormax. "Pack up the camp and head to the fort. We are to resupply there before we keep going."