Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161016190632

King Elyas and Dowager Queen Ivara arrived at the designated meeting spot, with a heavy escort. Despite having agreed to meet with King Damian, they didn't underestimate him and decided to arrive with adequate protection.

Damian had set up a tent at the location he had given them in the letter. Only two Knights were with him.

Ivara was naturally cautious. This isn't like Damian...we should send lookouts in case of ambush.

"Mother." Damian called out, his mood surprisingly happy. Though he wasn't happy about seeing his mother, he was happy about the contents of the letter in his pocket.

Ivara approached, with Elyas beside her. "Damian, it has been some time."

"Indeed it has, mother. I haven't seen you since father's funeral." Damian said. He looked over at the Breton king. "King Elyas, greetings. I had wanted to meet the man that besieged my capital face-to-face."

"Well now you have." Elyas replied. "You sent me a letter asking for a parley, well we've come. Let's hear your terms..."

Damian interrupted him. "Not here. Inside, come." He led the two inside the tent. The two Knights of the Cobra remained outside with the Knights of the Falcon that Elyas had brought.

Inside, Damian sat down at one of the three chairs of the table that had been set up in the middle of the tent. Some wine and wine glasses sat on the table. He Half-breed king reached for a glass and poored himself some wine. "Sit, let's talk."

The two cautiously sat in the two remaining chairs.

"Care for some wine?" Damian asked.

Elyas remembered Ivara's warning. "I'd rather not."

"Suit yourself." Damian muttered.

"Let's cut to the chase, Damian. You sent Elyas a letter about negotating your terms of surrender..."

The king cut his mother off, raising his hand. "You are mistaken mother, I didn't call you here to discuss my surrender. I called you here to discuss your surrender."

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With the Legion having arrived in Shornhelm, Prince Crendal thought that it was time they left to accomplish their next task. The Daggerfall army began packing up their camp for departure.