Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20161109153105

(I'll be back later with a normal post. Posting this so you can continue the plotlines.)

"Is it true, Tor?", Allera was breastfeeding little Stromo when Tormund entered their room.

"Hello to you as well, my love. Long time no see, huh?", the Giant King greeted his beloved wife, mocking the fact that she welcomed him with inquiries instead of warmth.

"Cut the crap, Tor. Is it true that you ordered our men to return to the old ways? Do you intend to set EVERYONE against us?", the reachwoman was clearly angry.

"Allera, if you don't got it by now... everyone is already against us. The only allies we had are either dead or have betrayed us.", Tormund let himself fall onto their bed and sighed.

"Not the people. The Jehannians will not enjoy to serve a cruel and traitorous man. The people of Shornhelm also won't be very happy with a ruler who blows his own people up and hide instead of facing the danger.", Stromo let go of the breast and begun to put himself to sleep, seemingly used to loud noises around him.

"People are sheep, Allera. They will follow whatever the hell their leaders feed them... My decision is made and later today I'll personally visit the Floating Boar.", Tormund shut his eyes, pretending to sleep and indicating that he was no longer interested in that conversation.

"Your decision is stupid, you big headed, stubborn breton.", the Queen snapped and marched out of their bedroom after laying Stromo on his crib.