Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161219203019

"Well I've never even been to Northpoint, so I reckon that I might be able to talk to them." Jov said. He was wearing black leather armor, not the Knight-Commander's heavy armor that he had been before. It suited him better, he was more skilled with light armor, as his fighting style was one that involved quick footwork.

The party rode to the outpost.

When the guards spotted them, they yelled. "Halt! Come here for inspection. Don't try anything funny."

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"Merely a chat between allies." Damian said smiling. He sat down on one of the couches and offered Bellisa a seat next to him.

She refused and sat at the armchair on the other side of the coffe table.

He sighed then looked over at Jakin. "Why, you don't expect me to miss her first real wedding do you? Of course I was coming. I just couldn't leave home at that moment. I had many things to take care of."

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Lord Ancois was walking through his keep that night. It was cold, so he stuck close to the torches. "This frost isn't good for my old bones." He muttered to himself, heading to his study. He was going to look at the letters that the Castallen said arrived from King Damian regarding the little uprising in Old Gate.