Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-24736819-20150926190046

(Nothing much, but he planned to do something which you told me not to, because it was still too soon. I'll pick up from there. Also, isn't Wayrest's city guard going to respond to the brawl at the inn? XD)

"Most definitely, my Lord.", the soldier replied, nodding, "We'll reach Dunkarn Haven in a day. They won't see us coming and I'm already aware of inside resistance."

"Good. Any words of Wyn?", Lord Mandalon asked, tearing a chickend leg to suck dry.

"None of yet. Wouldn’t count on him disobeying King Tormund, sir. He's a young Captain and is still wants to prove himself.", Mandalon's right hand man commented before the soldier could answer.

The White Oak traveled fast and furiously. The ships was one of the best amongst Farrun's fleet, despite belonging to a minor House.

Lisbeth prowled in the dark shadows of the city, listening to everything and occasionaly capturing a soldier to her own amusement.

Yet, since she had a free card at that moment, she couldn't help but to go back to her old ways.

"A pretty lass. It will do wonders for me...", she watched the young Catherine as the breton washed her father's clothes. The village's carpenter wouldn’t be home until late that night and it should be the perfect opportunity to enjoy a good bath...