Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171107212103/@comment-17114085-20171118162855

(The soldiers are all getting their shit ready for the march, only the top officers - aka the HGs and the Breton leaders - were invited the palace. As if they were going to take the whole army there...grunts always get the shaft. :P)

"A pleasure." Abdul waved for them to approach. "Come, sit, eat."

The Harbinger looked down at the pillows. He was a bit confused. ''What is this nonesense? Redguards call this a feasting hall...no benches and this table doesn't even reach to my knees.''

Sir Emeric sat down with his two knight officers. "I thank you for the invitation, Sultan."

Ysabel sat down on one of the pillows and gestured for Kyr to do the same.

He grunted and sat down hesitantly. He felt ridiculous.

The Sultan clapped his hands and ordered the food to be brought to the table. "Tell me of the situation in High Rock, Sir."

Emeric held out a cup as a servant filled it with wine. "It is going well, the Reachmen were pushed back to the northeastern part of the country and soon enough we hope to free up Farrun and Jehanna. King Alain's leadership has proved most effective, even the High Primate is now being more active. Last I heard the Knights of the Eight were leading an expedition into the Wrothgarian Mountains to put an end to the Orc threat before they can rebuild their strength following the banishment of their Queen to Oblivion."

"Oh how wonderful." The Sultan muttered.