Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-24685738-20170606202215

"That's... good." The woman bowed her head, slightly. "M'lord, if you... have any friends here from the North, I recommend you... implore them to leave."

"The Morgans are a proud lot." The Jarless shrugged.

"No!" Rhaela gasped, a little too hurriedly. She placed a hand on Arctus' arm, to keep him there. "Please, I am fine."

"Looking for work." Donnel smiled. "Yourself?"

The nobleman paused, taken aback by the sudden presence of the Knight. "This boy forgot to call me a carriage." He sputtered. "How else am I supposed to get to the wedding of the Prince?"