Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-25126355-20170119184752

(Hi! Sorry, Tuesday was the first day of classes, so these past few days I've been focused on making good first impressions with all my new professors. If any of y'all are in college, you know how important that is! Mind if I finish up the Jehenna thing in one post of Eyjne departing and then we could finish the peace-talks?)

"Does a king control an army by loyalty alone? No. You pay your men and they follow you. For the last four years, Hassildor gold has been funding the army. My husband may be the suo jure ruler of Evermore, but I am the de facto ruler. IF these talks are successful, I will send word to my people within my husband's host, to stop their movement." Jannia explained cooly. The man before her was much more unpleasant that she had thought, given the accounts of his character.

"As to the matter of a "hostage", that, my Prince, I shall never agree to. You speak of honor and the tradition of wardship, but how can a man who claims to be a bastion of chivalry and justice, tear a child away from his mother? No, you care little for the well-being of my son. You want insurance. Not if, but when the people of the North rebel once more against your family's rule, you will dangle my son's life on a string, to ensure Evermore's support of your regime. Where, I ask you, is the honor in that?" She added, thinking back to her own past as a "ward".

"You speak of the wealth your family has, but even the richest man in High Rock, your own father, doesn't even compare to mine. Your family reaches back what? Some eighty years? Ours has a history spanning some fifteen hundred years. Money is, literally, of no issue. Name a price and we will pay it, but you will not have my nephew." Luthor said. Jannia was obviously still trying to appeal to the Prince's sense of honor and chivalry. In his own experience, Bretons, especially from such an upstart family, only understood when money was dangled in front of them.

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The woman smiled.

"I intend to find your family with, or without your help. Believe me or not, I simply thought I owed you the kindness of letting you know you weren't completely alone. I was once in your shoes. I wonder how different my life would have been, had I known I wasn't alone. But, that matters not." She said, energetically getting up and stretching her back before donning the mask.

"I'll see you soon, Your Grace." She said, offering a little mock bow, before getting up on the window sill, and jumping out into the night. With the talent of a professional acrobat she glided through the roofs of the city, disappearing from sight.