Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190505142549/@comment-17114085-20190915130601

"Oh, Reyl. You're back." Jofrodr noted. He saw the staff on her back. "So, is it like you asked for?"

"A new staff." Helgi muttered.

"That bastard." Jarl Ivar of Drakefell cursed after listening to Jarl Harald's declaration.

Beside the Jarl's throne was Thane Egil Gray-Mane, the Jarl's right-hand man.

"Why so angry with him?" Egil asked the Jarl.

"Because, we cannot turn down his call to arms or we will be seen as cowards." Ivar explained. He was a man built like a barrel, very round but quite sturdy. He had a rough voice, a large brown beard and was nearly bald, save for a bit of hair at the top of his head.

"I will not be outdone by this boy." the Jarl continued. "Egil, we will send our full strength to wipe out the elves."

"Is that wise?" Egil asked. "We have Orcs and Reachmen to our west. If we remove the troops at the border, they might raid out villages and farms."

Ivar thought for a minute. "Keep the troops at the borders. However, I want every non-essential man ready to leave for the Rift. You will also need to train a militia to compliment our soldiers. I don't want to show up with a small force."

"Will do, Ivar." Egil replied.

--

"Skeleton bounty?" Elisiv approached and looked over at the bounty notice that Kal was holding. "Oh, it's that bounty. You shouldn't waste your time with it. Thane Egil has already tried looking for this black skeleton and he found nothing."

She was going to go on about why she shouldn't bother with the old drunk Ragni's delusions, but saw that a courier entered the mead hall and stopped herself.

"I have a message for the Harbinger." The courier called out.

"I'll go fetch him." Elisiv said and headed down the stairs into the sleeping quarters.

About a minute late, Randagulf came up with his daughter. He held out his hand and the courier gave him a scroll.

The Harbinger noticed the wax seal of Østmark. He handed the courier a cooper coin for his troubles and then broke the seal.

"Who is it from?" Elisiv asked.

"Jarl Harald of Østmark." Randaguld replied as he began to read the scroll.

--

It was few days later when Lars was in Drakefell when he heard some commotion at the market plaza.