Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-25126355-20160912201612

(@Septimus: Hey, what's Wolfida's background?)

Eyjne scoffed.

"Really? You're going to threaten me with about 30 or so drunk soldiers all around us? Smart." She said, winking at Arielle, bringing her hands up as if surrendering. What the man behind didn't know, was that her companion had followed Eyjne when she darted off to find the girl.

A crossbow was aimed for the man's head. "How about you don't threaten women?" She asked, coming out of the shadows from between two of the tents. "Not the best way to make an impression." She added, her face stern. The whole situation had gotten rather out of hand.

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Why do I fight? "For Honor! For Glory! For Evermore! For my King!" Percy said, his voice loud and resonating. He stood there, looking straight ahead, head held high. He knew it was his time to shine, and no foreign kings or armies were going to stand in his way.

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Luthor smiled, shaking his head.

"Me? What an unkind thing to say my dear. I merely wanted to see how you were getting on, given that a rather large war is raging across High Rock. If I didn't come to see my little sister, what kind of monster would I-"

"Oh please. Luthor, we both know you are not the type to come to a province just for that! You're here because you're plotting something, or up to some scheme, or... Gods! You are tiresome at times!" She said, angry, but in her voice was a falter. She was tired and angry not just at her brother.

It seemed that Luthor's little plan had begun to take root. Although, the real credit belonged to the Empress. She had proposed the original idea of driving Jannia and Julien apart. Luthor perfected the plan, but she inspired it. He'd have to get her something nice, to show his gratitude.