Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151205185740

"I do not care about Dunkarn Haven.", Lisbeth said, smiling, "What I do care is your dead son, who apparentely is not so dead after all. I killed him with my bare hands yet you speak of him in the present as if he still walked amongst the living."

She slowly tapped her fingers on the table as if she had all the time in the world.



The peasants quickly spotted the reinforcements and a rush of courage swept through their ranks, making the common farmers, blacksmiths, merchants and everyone else push forward.

Dunkarn's men, on the other hand, had a plan and as their enemies hid behind the battlements a ram was brought from amidst the alleyways and into the street...towards the keep's gate.

"Knock it down!", Wym shouted.