Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-17114085-20150726170434

(Just saw it, approved.)

"It is no problem. This is not your fault. If you hadn't brought the subject up, it would have been anyway by the next suitor that came to the city." Marcel grabbed his glass. "Let's forget if for now. Cheers my honored guests."

The Queen looked over at the Minstrel as he was finishing up the song. Ruran still had the same gentle look on his face, but Edwinna could tell his mood changed when Joslin left the room. He no longer had that sparkle in his eyes.

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Jovron was in the front of his platoon, running alongside them towards the Stronghold. They had lost three men so far, shot up full of arrows from the Orcs. He ignored that, he needed to stay focused, he needed to be strong. His men were counting on him.

Lyon was by his side, holding his shield up to block from the incomming arrows.

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Gerrick ordered his men forward, towards the orcs. "Archers, focus fire on those watchtowers."

The few archers in thier ranks got into range of the towers and began to fire on them, while the Knights and Squires carried the ladders to the tall barricades.

The Knight-Commander couldn't help but wonder if Medora was doing alright. His niece was assigned to Jovron's platoon. ''She won't be fighting in the front lines, she is there for support. Don't worry.'' he told himself.