Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-24685738-20170606193340

"Heard about you from the Reach." The older woman took a great big swig of her wine. "Brynja Gray-Mane of Whiterun." She offered her hand, a big meaty thing.

Prince Aerion the Bright, favorite among his father's children, watched as Daemon approached like a cat watching the movements of a mouse. "Oh, presents." He grinned, pulling out the crossbow and pointing it, seemingly accidental, at his new bride.

"Who are you, Knight, to have such rich gifts?"