Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-25418438-20170112122758

Cassander sluggishly made his way to the fake Arielle's chamber, the Knight was still limping but his werewolf nature meant he healed quickly, that plus a health potion Carrik had stolen from Medora before they left the Crows allowed the Breton to walk without the Bosmer's help. Cassander knocked on the door.

"Milady, I came to see if you were alright, my name is Cassander... I'm a Knight that serves King Jovron."

Carrik in the meantime had tracked down Cyrus, truth be told it hadn't been that hard for the scout to find his friend considering the half breed was still lying on the concrete too hungover to get to his feet. The Bosmer kicked his friend in the side, and Cyrus began to stir.

"Get up, the Bouchards have been defeated.... for now."

Cyrus groaned "Leave me be elf, I froze my bollocks off for ten years without a woman to warm my bed or proper ale to warm my belly."

"Pull yourself together man, if you fight like this again it may be the last fight you ever take part in. Jovron has allowed us to stay in the castle, come join us when you're ready to be a true Knight of the realm again."