Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150507041541/@comment-5583506-20150509231003

Jagvar mumbled something incoherent about a "bastard" claiming the role as Patriarch before he sat back in silence, glaring at Gregorius with spite.

"Well, there are some... complications", sighed Valkyrie. "Our next stop is supposedly Valenwood as suggested by the Masked-Eyes."

"Those crooks?" shrugged Jagvar. "They are cutthroats. They are as likely to stab us in the back as they are to give us good advice. What is there to trust in people who would gladly kill a baby in its crib provided they are handsomely paid for it?"

Valkyrie gave the old Patriarch a harsh stare as if to tell him to shut the hell up so that she could finish. "Anyway. There is a slight problem with this." She drew for breath. "It would mean that we would have to ally ourselves with the Dominion."

After she had said the words, there was an awkward silence in the tent.