Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-24736819-20160618193047

(Don't know why, but it still looks depressing xD)

"Well, I'll be very angry if my kingdom gets ransacked.", Tormund chuckled, even though his tone was serious, "And we can always try to capture Emeric for them."

 "I don't like this, it seems too rushed.", Doraleous muttered mostly to himself.

"It is not rushed if we have been marching all this time to get here. We'll just strike at once instead of waiting.", the Kong of Farrun replied, "C'mon, brother. It is your people on the line as well..."

"Hmm...", Doraleous muttered in agreement.

"Marvelous! Now, we'll need to inform our men and strategize how our forces will be put into the battlefield...but that can be done later. For now, just let your men know that we are not going to wait for the others.", the breton seemed pretty content.



"Yes, aiding Northpoint it seems...", the first voice, one which Balin recognized to belong to a sailor he saw earlier on the docks.

"How many?!", the second voice asked, souding suspicious.

"Most of them. The High King finally chose a side...this place will be perfect for our business' exchanges. Warn the Hook and meet me back here at noon.", the sailor replied.

Apparently, Daggerfall finally entered the war and it was no surprise which side it chose... but Balin needed more. This kind of intel could be very helpful, yet there was no way he could gather it without help...and unfortunately, none of his crewmen were aboard.

"Shit! Shit!", he let out. His frustration grew each second that he passed alone on board and it would get sky high once the Prince listened to what was going on outside.

"Hey, you! Yeah, you! Whose ship is this?", an authoritative voice asked.

"No idea, sir!", the sailor promptly changed tone. Whoever that was, it was someone with clear control over the man...it dawned quickly to Balin that the questioning man could be the Bay Overseer.

"Gods fucking dammit!", Balin muttered. Now that he knew Daggerfall and Farrun were in opposite sides of the war, the port became a dangerous place for someone of his importance to be hanging around, "Where are those godsdamned people?!"

"Requesting permission to climb aboard!", Balin heard the officer yelling outside, but the fact that immediately footsteps onto the deck followed made the Prince aware that the permission was not what the man was seeking.