Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24685738-20150812130302

(Guess who's back? Back again? Sunny's back. Tell a friend.)

Damien Solance stared at the letters that resided on his desk, from two kings who didn't deserve their kingship. Of course, he could stand to swear fealty to Perien, if it suited his needs, but currently the old man had nothing to offer. And he could never stand to recognize the Auld.

So, he swept the letters off his desk, without so much as a second thought.

"My lord." A courier bowed, hurriedly.

"What is it?" The King of Northpoint replied, wearily.

"Orcs... Orcs... in our borders."

"Mmhm." Damien said, coolly. "See if you can any villages left down there to flee to Northpoint City."

"My lord?" The Courier asked, confused. "Aren't we going to fight them?" Then, both Damien's eyes and the Courier's eyes widened, when they realized that the Courier had questioned his orders.

Damien just sighed. "We can't spare the manpower, right now. So long as they stay to the south of us, we will be alright."

The Courier nodded and dashed off, very grateful that nothing had happened to him...