Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150827204258/@comment-24736819-20150901023310

"What?!", Jean Deux shouted as he read the reports from the battlefronts of the revolution going on all over the continent.

His chief Trooper, Captain 2, stood in front of him as the Dark Master managed to contain his rage and disappointment.

"Tell me, is this the kind of results I should expect from you? Did the Masters of the Island raised weakling losers?", Jean didn't even had to do anything for 2 to take a step back.

"Apologies, High King. It is not and we will turn the results into your liking as soon as we find the last Jun living.", Captain 2 said and cleared his throat to speak again, "We have news of the two last Vul as well. It seems they encountered trouble in Cheydinhal and almost died..."

"Almost died? The two of them? Work of the Jun?! That is hard to believe...", Jean poured some wine to himself, "No, it weren't them. Sideis, wasn't it? Or Vinci, I believe that is the name he chose for himself after our misunderstanding."

"Sir?", Captain 2 asked, a bit confused.

"Nothing you need to know...keep tracking that mercenary's moves. The Vul, where are they?", Jean asked, drinking the wine.

"Probably coming back, sir. We lost all our contacts in Cyrodiil after the revolution took over, we are practically blind there."

"Incompetent... Leave me be, then. I'll take the matter into my own hands.", the High King snapped and opened the doors to expel the Captain from the room.