Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-24685738-20170606194644

The Big Knight looked at Fordola, eyes wide. It had been a while since someone had approached him, who wasn't either a drunk old man looking to fight or a child looking to ride on his shoulders.

"Oh, hello..."

"We were... ordered to be here." Brynja said, glancing at the Emperor. "Not much of a choice, after the choices I made."

"Ah." Aerion smiled, faintly. "Vaith Chevalier... He served my father in the wars, did he not?"

"Where are you from?" A voice from behind Meilir asked, sounding almost like a demand.