Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-24736819-20151002160137

(Yeah, that's a good use of squires... I'm thinking the AO knights would have at least one each, right? Also, why would Pelin attack Storig out of the blue? They have no idea what their allegiance is since they attacked the rebels before they got to Storig. Also, Harry, I'm waiting for Dunkarn's part so I can move the Lord's forces.)

"Figured you wouldn’t understand. It's called strategy...and precaution.", the dunmer seemed to be pretty well informed, curiously.

"He'd need to get his army across Shornhelm's lands, unharmed in the middle of another war. It's not an easy thing to do...but we digress. Presence or no presence, the fact is that she refused the King of Camlorn. The King, not any normal noble...kinda makes you wonder, doesn't it?", he added.

"It seems to me the young King is taking too long on his journey. That made us vulnerable, our lands vulnerable... Truth be told, gents, I'm wondering if I should return to Farrun and see to this southern King's agression on my lands.", Tormund finally said it.

"Perhaps I'll order Vladir to send his Prowlers in a more precise job and end this once and for all. Damn it, somebody bring me some Stros M'Kai rum. Too many fucking questions...", the King signaled for the cabinet of liquor and Shandy promptly went to retrieve a bottle of said drink. The breton Quartermaster knew that the Captain was in need of it.

"So...I'll be able to follow my father?", Wym asked, hopefully.

Tormund opened the bottle and drank directly from it in several large gulps.

"Sure, Wym. Take your men and follow your father, we don't need you for now.", the giant man nodded. Chandagnac was about to protest, yet one look from his Captain was enough for him to know he'd best not to.

The young Captain of the Haven's Pride nodded and thanked the King, clearly holding himself back from the happiness he felt. He turned around and left the cabin.

"Wasn't smart...", Jacques said, grabbing another bottle from the cabinet, opening and pouring some for him.

"Yeah, well...Fuck it. We've been sitting around doing nothing in weeks since the AOs ignored our little trap. White Haven is useless against a sea attack after what we've done and it will take them a month or two to get their defenses back on track...Which will be harder now that they were cut off from the trading routes.", Tormund took a deep breath and nodded for his Quartermaster to fill his cup.

"I wonder what Balin is doing right now..."