Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-17114085-20160113174449

(That is fine, it is not necessary for it to arrive today.

Yeah, at this point I've lost all hope in Wikia. They just keep messing things up. :P)

"King Damian will be joining us, yes. But I wish for Tormund to arrive here before we hold a proper war council with everyone." Roberto responded. "Inform Doraleous and Ormax, I will write the letter."

With that Roberto left for his tent. He dismounted from his horse, as did the Knights of the Axes, and they escorted the king there. Along the way the young king spotted the archer, Jeanne.

"King Rob." She called to him. "How did the negotiations go?"

"Well, King Damian and his forces will be joining us." Roberto replied.

She smiled and enthusiastically raised her hand and clenched a fist. "Emeric's end is near then. The kingslayer will face justice."

Rob nodded. "Aye, he shall. How are the men?"

"Their spirits are up, my king. We are all eager to take the fight to our real enemy and stop fighting our former comrades." She said refering to the Adamantine Order.

The king nodded again. "Good, they will get to do that soon. I must thank you again for saving me back at the fork, I would be dead now if not for you. I owe you my life."

It was hard to tell with her helmet but the archer seemed to be bushing. "I was only doing my duty, my king."

Roberto waved her goodbye, not noticing that the young archer was blushing, and headed into his tent. He began writting the letter for Tormund.

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King Elyas and his diplomatic party left Daggerfall.

High Queen Dowager Abelle went with them. She was still highly depressed, but didn't argue against her father in going with Elyas. Nevertheless she was not happy to leave her brother behind.

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Perien and Crendal were seeing Abelle off from the castle in the morning. When Elyas' party was gone, the prince turned to his father.

"Sending Abelle was not the right thing to do. She is still not feeling better." Crendal argued.

Perien shrugged. "Staying here isn't going to help her. She might as well go with the young king, they are betrothed after all." He began to walk back in the castle with Sir Samuel. He looked over his shoulder. "You have something else to do son. I've sent letters to the lords of Daggerfall, they are gathering their men. I want you to lead my army to Shornhelm."

Crendal begrugingly bowed. "Yes, father."