Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170111152427

Jov nodded. "I..I just want to be alone. You two can go." He said.

As they were walking out he added. "The girl, the fake-Arielle. she looked hurt. Go take care of her."

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The castle was a mess, with people from the militia running around. Some bringing any Bouchard survivors to the dungeons, others rounding up the servants. Some were gathering the dead to give them proper burials. Some merely stood guard or patrolled the castle.

Louis Mortain, having locked Roland up in the Dungeons, was trying to keep the others organized. Which was rather difficult for the Blacksmith. He haerd Donel calling out and asked them. "What is it?"

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Ruran stopped playing. "Excuse me, my prince? You want my harp?" He asked.

Marcel looked confused, while Edwinna lifted an eyebrow.