Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170128214010

(An unexpected journey was the reason of my absence, apologies if I kept anyone waiting.)

"You look worried, Captain.", Fiandrael said, jokingly while approaching the Prince.

"I am worried, luv. Truly worried,", Balin replied, rather ominously. He was leaning against the edge of the forecastle deck.

"What is it that troubles my Prince's thoughts? Perhaps I could help...", it was incredible that in the little time they've spent together, the elven woman already figured it out the big breton entirely. She knew exactly what to say and more importantly how to say the exact thing that could lure Balin into speaking his mind.

"It bothers me that both times we spent in Wayrest I failed to recognize one person who was solely sworn to its King. Marcel is a good man, but a very gullible one and too naive for his own good. The years have not been kind to him and I worry that his only heir is that dreadful girl, who seemingly couldn't give two shits about her father... She is scared of what he might do, or perhaps what her mother would do if the public knew who the Princess really longs for. Wayrest have been a peaceful kingdom and I fear for its future, that is all...", the Prince explained.

He took a deep breath of sea air and turned to face the Purple robed woman.

"Perhaps I could've found something to ease your mind and put it in your cabin...who knows?", Fiandrael said, mischievously and even if Balin couldn't see her face, he knew she was smirking.

"Really? Hmm...perhaps I should go and take a look at it, then. Could come along and show it to me?", he matched her tone.

"But of course, I live to be of service, milord.", there were times that Fiandrael would have laughed if someone told her what her future would be, her life was too much filled with dread and grim figures... but now she saw herself truly in love and living the best times of her life, so naturally it could only mean that they were sailing in the calm waters before the storm.

She knew it to be true.

"The time has come, King Tormund. Eirearch's forces are becoming more than a nuisance and I can see the cunning bastard readying himself for the ultimate strike. We cannot delay it anymore, we must march against him or Farrun will become the vampires' land.", Borgus was incredibly well articulated for a foreigner who spent much of his time in the presence of someome who almost never spoke.

"And that is something we do not want.", Vladir added.

"I am well aware, gentlemen... but still, I must insist in a more careful approach, one that would give us Eirearch's forces instead of just their heads. Duke Vladir, you told me that once that dreadful man was gone, it would be easy for you to reach out and control his men.", Tormund had dark spots under his eyes from sleepless nights.

"True.", the Duke said, ever a man of few words.

"Then, mr. Borgus, you will be tasked of training a small party to deal with Eirearch without killing many of his men. You have until the sunrise two days from now.", Tormund used his powerful voice to explain how things would go and by doing so, no one dared to say a word, "Dismissed."

All of the room's inhabitants bowed and promptly left, all but Duke Vladir.

"Your sister?", Tormund let out, pouring a glass of wine to the duo.

"Still amongst the Northpointers. Says she found true love and that soon her love will be King.", Vladir commented, grabbing the glass that the bearded King offered, "She sometimes can be very foolish and passionate, always has...that is why she was hunted all those years ago and that is why Eirearch chose her as soulmate,"

"It is truly remarkable to hear you saying more than a couple of words.", Tormund chuckled, although a grim semblant presented itself, "And if my memory doesn't fail me, you also were hunted by several men...Kings even."

"True, but I was young. Lisbeth is not... Not anymore. She had her fun, but still she acts like a hateful child.", Vladir commented, through gritted teeth, "She must know that we are not playing a game of hide and seek."

"I am sure she does know that and I am sure she tells the truth... and to be quite honest, I hope she can speed up the process.", Tormund commented before emptying the resto of the winr bottle.