Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150828040954

(The crew IS much larger, but there is only about 9 of those tattoed dudes.)

"No, I assume that it is known for a long time that this army is marching against Shornhelm and that you already passed near Fort Pellin. It is only logical that the army would pass through Fort Dorell as well, seeing that it wouldn’t be a nice thing to have a threatening number of enemies on their flanks, so they would either destroy or make Fort Dorell join them...therefore, reinforcements should be sent as soon as possible. No farseer needed to make such assumptions.", Doraleous commented.

The carpenter looked very frustrated and angry. He turned around and stomped away, muttering something inaudible.

"War is the exact word, King Rob. It has come to my ears that Elyas sent some of his trustworthy advisors to different kingdoms... He might not have spilled any blood yet, but I'd bet that it is to happen sooner rather than later.", the bretonish redguard replied.

"I wouldn’t reccomend it. Having a vassal fighting on our side against Emeric is not the same as having the King of Northpoint himself. And...", Farraud was to say something else, but stopped himself.

By the time the big army of the Adamantine Order entered the city, the Prowlers had already left the building. The basement, though, was still painted with blood and corpses looking much like an animal attack...if it were not for the dagger mark on the neck of one of the knights.

Lord Baragon, on the other hand, was taken away as well...so there was no sign of him other than the chair where he rested.