Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150820024829

"It's a head.", Farraud said before Cirges could check the content, "I think your grandfather's friend might not be calling the shots inside there any longer."

Doraleous gave him an angry look.

"Is he right?", he asked Cirges, masking the disappointment in his voice.

As soon as the knights entered the basement, they could hear the sound of the door upstairs closing slowly.

Steps followed the door's sound.

"They are finally coming, get ready.", Loth told Serau and the other two peasants. They readied themselves to fire if they saw themselves in danger.

The other commoners, on the other hand, were seemingly turning against the Lady's will.

"It would be best if we surrendered....there is no possibility to win this!", the village's carpenter remarked, inciting the others.

Lady Olen was quiet, sitting alone and looking sad. One of the peasants approached her, quietly.

"Aren't you going to say anything, m'lady?", the young peasant asked.

I can't believe my own eyes...King Perien is now High King Perien?!, Sir Tristan thought as he watched the whole ordeal.

He was still quite young and the only High King he knew was the recently deceased Gaban.