Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170317190733

"A opinion I share, much like anyone else in this camp. Though, why the province is 'between a rock and a hard place', as you said? You mean to say that Jovron is as bad as Perien?", Doraleous asked, but didn't gave time for Ciel to answer, "Between those two, Sir Ciel, which one made use of despicable ways and mischievous tricks to reach the crown? I will confess: I had no idea and didn't cared who'd become High King after I dealt with Perien as long it was someone who deserved it and treated his vassals fair."

Doraleous approached his fellow commander, "I've experienced Perien's treacherous ways in first hand, Sir Ciel. I almost died and a lot of my men did perished because I refused to believe the High King would be capable of such despicable acts. I paid a high price and I'll have to live with the death of hundreds of men in my consciousness, a fate that I don't wish to anyone. You may disagree that Jovron deserves to be King and that is fine by me, but by the Gods, man, will you allow Perien to piss on our heads the way he did, manipulate our Order and get away with it?! We are knights Sir Ciel and the reason you chose to come here was because that means something to you as much as it means to me. We need you and your men so we can bring justice to this land, so we can do right by all those men that died because Perien thought it would be fun to put brother against brother!"

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Tristan was near Sir Ciel's tent, chatting with the men who were guarding the entrance but as Doraleous spoke inside and he heard his Captain's speech, he couldn't help but to smile. The old Doraleous was back, stronger than ever before.