Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-25126355-20160901002007

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Among the gathered men, none stood out as much as Percival de la Tour, known as "Percy" to his friends. A fine young man, from a small, but old family in the Gauvodan Region. Percy had become a well known young man in recent years, with his exceptional performances in the famous Evermore Tourneys. His skill with a sword and on horseback were undoubted. But his youth did hinder him, making him far more fiery and full of energy.

His talent, good name and growing renown made him a wonderful choice, but his age could pose a problem. Many of the men fought in the Stormcrown Rebellion. They are all veterans. This youth was only 20...

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The figure sighed, moving with great speed and easily disarming Arielle.

"Girl, I am faster, smarter and much more experienced than you are. If we were a threat, we'd leave you out there, so that you'd attract the attention of those those drunken fools, who would not hesitate to each impale you. That could even give us a needed distraction, and allow us to escape much easier." The figure said, it's voice scolding.

A remorseful sigh followed. "Look, I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to know if you can use your weapon, so I know whether I'm gonna have to protect you, or know if you can hold your own." The figure said, giving Arielle back her sword.

"What's your name kid?" It asked, removing it's mask and allowing locks of flame-red hair to tumble out of the hood. The woman beside Arielle tried to smile and reassure the girl. They weren't there to hurt her.