Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170114031326

When she entered the tent, the Prince bowed his head slightly to show respect, then resumed his leaned back position in the chair.

Crendal offered a smile, but kept a serious tone. "Indeed, which is why I'm trying to end these rebellions as quickly as possible. A right shame that your husband didn't agree to my father's orders to step down. Unfortunately that makes him a rebel and I cannot allow him to do as he pleases. As Knight of Daggerfall, of High Rock, I must restore order to this province. Before more innocent lives are lost like the ones in the horrible destruction of the Blackwater District in Shornhelm."

Crendal, like most of the province, believed the claims that the destruction of the district was the fault of Farrun.

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"Help you?" Jov asked, not putting his guard down. "What is it that you want?" He didn't sound too convinced that she was on his side, given her sudden appearance.

A strange person that appeared out of nowhere, Jov was not naive. He figured her for an assassin or something of the sort. Maybe an agent of Roland Bouchard.