Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170216190826

"They are ready, my King... Well, as ready as they can be given the timetable.", Borgus said, shrugging.

"Good, let Duke Vladir know and send them to their mission. It was high time this little war ended.", Tormund nodded, before turning his back to the castellan of the Dark Tower and returning to his chambers.

Those last few days were more than he could handle. All of his children decided to act irrationally in their own terms, which for the younger ones meant nothing more than a nuisance, but for the older ones... Balla had made her mind that she'd go and find his brother to help the fight against the High King, while Balin seemed to be ignoring Tormund's letters. Dormund, on the other hand, made his job to challenge every single warrior under Tor's command and while the fact that the young Toreau won every challenge made his father proud, it also meant that his men were starting to see some action instead of waiting around in Farrun to be pesked by an annoying brat.

Allera managed to convince her husband to send the Seaborn Knights alongside their daughter and the fact that she knew just the exact things that would convince the King bothered him a bit, he felt like a pawn in a larger game.

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(TBW)