Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-17114085-20151016222242

Joslin stood up from the table.

"Joslin are you not going to have any dessert?" Her mother asked.

"No thank you." She replied and walked away from the table. Sir Achille met her in the hallway outside the dinning hall and escorted her away.

Marcel frowned as his daughter walked away then turned over to Balin. "Don't take it personally, Joslin is like that with most of our guests. She doesn't really like company all that much."

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"Still pretty far, in the armies current condition we'd probably take three days to get there. The men need to rest. Though, my grandfather's vassal's lands are nearby. A few hours march to the northeast." He replied.

"I don't like Lord Ancois." Lady Marthe muttered nearby. "He is just a perverted old man."