Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-25038310-20141104192236

Sander nodded.

" I think I'll take the shipments.. and also -"

A little, beggar like boy with ragged clothes tapped on the window. Well, nearly started slamming it. He seemed in a hurry.

Sander frowned at the boy, and opened the window. The boy, silently gave him a letter, marked with seven seals of an organisation. As soon as the letter was taken, the boy dissapeared. Sander seemed accustomed to this. He read the contents of the letter.

He cursed abit in himself.

He threw the letter over to Meladran.

Sander,

''Us, the Lutharius, Penilkan, Azz'rathji, Yukatan, Pendoril, Azertislan, and Jucansh organization strictly forbid you from attempting to assassinate the emperor and/  or princess yet. We have great plans ahead, and another schedule that does not suit the assassination of these two powerful individuals corpses yet.''

The letter ended abruptedly and shortly. On the end of the message there were seven extremely difficult and swirly signatures, seven stamps, and some sort of code like drawing.

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Jackson nodded. He grabbed a bottle of wine that was on the table, and filled two glasses with it.

"Yes, indeed. Well, you must be a little bit dissapointed, right? " He said, raising an eyebrow while he offered a glass to the emperor. He patiently waited for a response.