Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-17114085-20160102011938

Arielle looked over at Shannon to see if she was sincere or was trying to test her. She could never be too sure with the members of the Dark Brotherhood. The only one that was straighforward with her was Idolan, the Argonian.

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"Brothers!" Fainertil spoke. At his sides were Dagur and Sir Alodie, with Blumbaka behind him. "I have great knews. Both Castallen Calindil and King Marcel have both answered our request. They are sending us reinforcements to bolster our ranks and fill our dwindled numbers."

The crows cheered at the good news. Things had been looking grim ever since they lost to the Orcs and Gerrick died.

"I can hardly believe it." Jovron muttered.

"Calindil is sending a small contingent of Battlemages while Marcel is sending a couple knights and prisoners from his dungeon." The Castallen continued.

Jovron was happy at these news, but his heart was still heavy from Medora not having exited her quarters yet. ''I need to go see her, screw my oaths. I can't let her mourn alone.'' He thought. If his father had heard that...he didn't even know what he would say. The Stentors valued honor and their oaths above all else. ''I am a bastard, I am not a Stentor. ''He told himself.