Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161221203408

"I actually agree with Damian, she did aided an army to march up to our doorsteps...", Jakin commented, "But I'm pretty sure she wouldn't do anything against you if you placed her as High Queen...and unlike our sister, she might be inclined to happiness marrying the High King."

The Prince didn't really thought he would convince his brother, not after everything that has happened regarding weddings.

"Just let your good friend know that if Bellisa gets hurt in any way, it won't matter that he's the High King. Birds are food to Cobras at the end of the day...", once again he made a play of words with the houses sigils.

''There you go, convince him that although you are not happy, you don't even think to undo the wedding. It is a good thing that Bel has no idea what I am doing as well..''., he thought to himself.



After a few rounds of arrows, which managed to down 2 guards before they finally sought protection, Percival charged towards the defenders alongside another 10 Adamantine Order knights, supposedly since they were not wearing anything that indicated they were AO's warriors.

The Renegades went along and flanked the guards, expecting that battle to end sooner than they originally thought.

Amongst the Renegades, though, the most dangerous one was the giant fellow. He let out all of his stored anger and frustration onto the poor Northpointers, wielding his sword in such ferociousness that it cut clear through armor and all.

"Fucking traitors!", he chanted while obliterating the guards who ventured themselves near him.