Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161012001248

(Bollocks, it seems my last post wasn't posted before I turned off my PC. Well, I can understand that, you do have a shitton of characters to control now. But if I could continue Lis and Jakin's story would be awesome, controling Jakin if you only wish to control Damian...

Oh and no, they are not planning on attacking the new Capital.)

When Prince Balin, Fiandrael, Rakhr and Ande finally arrived at the docks they were surprised to see guards still roaming around... All of them but the elven farseer, actually, but only because she knew that those guards were not exactly who they seemed to be.

Balin instintictively reached for his blade but before he could unsheathe it, Fiandrael ran towards the guard.

"What are you doing, you mad woman?!", the Prince tried his best to whisper in a loud tone, which was pretty difficult.

"Ah, finally!", Ardaux exclaimed, taking the guard's helmet off, "Captain, pleasure to see you..."

"You mischievous bunch! Ha!", the Prince let out and before he could say anything else, the alarm bells of the city sounded making it clear that the Lady of Glenpoint discovered the Farruner's escape.

"We have less time than you think, Prince. Let's hurry, Azaron already has the ship ready to sail.", the purple robed woman hurried them along as she ran towards the anchored Sea Giant. No one dared to ask how did she knew that the enemies were almost upon them, they had seen enough to know that whatever she said was really going to happen. The whole crew started to jump aboard and soon enough the ones who were already at their places on the ship got the Captain's orders to aweigh the anchor.

"Get us out of here, Azaron!", the breton Prince yelled.

"Aye, aye, Cap!",  the dunmer smiled, quickly turning the wheel and nodding towards Brujlv and Rakhr to lower the main sails.

The harbor was filled with smaller vessels and unless the escaping crew wished to stop soon to repair the ship, they'd need to be very careful. Sille helped her twin brother with the main mast's ropes while Baron, Tszaaz and Ande Harriseux dealt with the second sail, getting it ready to open when ordered, as soon as they reached the open sea.

"Godsdamnit!", Baron shouted from above. The hunchback used his accurate vision and high position to spot the small group of soldiers reaching the docks, "Trouble incoming, Captain!"

"How many?!", Balin asked, jumping towards the lower deck to aid his crew.

"I count 8 of them in my line of sight! Could be more!", Baron replied, scrummaging through his stuff, looking for a spyglass.

"Alright, Ande, Sille and Ardaux get to arms! I'll deal with that!", the huge Prince shouted and took control of the main mast situation by himself, allowing his crew to do his bidding, "Kill on sight!"