Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151006223532/@comment-5543592-20151010212202

"Perhaps.  But it certainly wasn't a time of peace." The old man chuckled. "Then, when is it ever."

All three Nords looked to Nissa: Ragnar, Ketill, and the Housecarl. Ketill wondered why this woman was sitting on his throne, Ragnar wondered if Nissa was out of her mind, and the Housecarl looked very frustrated.

"Miss, would you please remove yourself from the Jarl's throne?" The Housecarl said with strained politeness.

"So..." Scire said to Hawke with mouth full of whatever this meat was. It was good! "What's next on the agenda?"