Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-25418438-20150714141906

Harold Burned-Mane wrote: Rallaume had been angry guarding Cassander all this time. "You will be taken to the King when your presence is requested. Until then...SHUT THE F*CK UP!" He yelled. "Or I may start cutting pieces of you. Sure, I can't kill you, but I am sure the King wouldn't mind if you were missing a few fingers, or an eye, an ear, or even your cock. You won't need any of those to speak to him anyway."

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King Rob sent an emissary over to the Fort, requesting a location for his meeting with the fort's commander.

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The Crows had finished making their ladders. They started packing up their camp and readying for the siege of the Orc Stronghold. During all this waiting they had not been attacked, not even once, by any Orcs. This was odd to Jovron. ''Surely they must know we are here...why did they not attack? Are they making us feel a false sense of security only to strike? I must speak to Gerrick about this.''

He headed over to the Knight-Commander, whom was coordinating with some Knights and Squires that would be carrying the ladders over to the stronghold. Cassander smirked knowing that he'd gotten a rise out of Raullame.

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Renard cleaned his already sharpened dagger with a cloth and polished it nice, he didn't want the blade he would drive into Gerrick Dirrenni's chest to be dirty or rusty.