Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180615222321/@comment-7262318-20180620150837

Baros was heading outside of the castle to also get some fresh air. He was deep in thought about all of the string-pulling and political nonsense going around. He longed for the days of simply hunting down a rogue nobleman as he entered the forest.

Most of all, he hated that his son had the courage to sneak aboard and come here. He felt like he was failing his duty of keeping his family safe as his own flesh blood ran through battles and into suicidal situations without a care in the world. What could he say to get it though his oh-so thick skull that the world isn't just fun little adventures and honor-chasing?