Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-17114085-20150828221007

(What?)

"Very well, let's try your plan." Ormax agreed. "I don't see it costing too much if it fails."

________________________

"We only outnumer Emeric's forces if you don't count the rest of the Adamantine Order. For all we know the forts of Camlorn, Daggerfall and Wayrest. That alone is larger than our amy without Farrun's men. From what Cassander said, Emeric hired mercenaries so we can expect his defenses in Shornhelm to be bostered." Rob said.

"Exactly, with Northpoint's troops at our side none of that matters. We will still have the most men." Roland said.

Rob looked around, only Farraud was against the idea while his vassals were all for it. "The plan of action is clear. We will head to Northpoint after defeating the garrison of Fort Dorell."

_________________________

Perien's feast was almost half way through when the High King finally spotted his son. He casually walked over to him and muttered bluntly. "Where were you?"

"Bringing Abelle to her room, you know she is still incredibly depressed." Crendal replied.

"She should be here, celebrating my coronation and mingling with the nobles." Perien said.

Crendal looked a bit appauled. "You are wearing her husband's crown and wielding his sword, how could you be this dense."

"This is hardly Gaban's crown. He may have been High King for 15 years but his family hasn't even held it for a generation. The Bantiens have ruled High Rock for hundreds of years." Perien retoreted.

Crendal didn't make a comeback. He merely smiled a blank smile and went over the chat with the guests.