Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-17114085-20160827125607

(His nickname of halfhand is now becoming more appropriate. xD)

Eduard yelled after getting stabbed.

Two Ancois men grabbed the She-Bear from behind and pulled her off the man she was beating, who's face was now smashed to bits. A third man hit her over the head before she could escape the grasp of the two holding her, knocking her out. Like Weylin, Darene was important to the Duke.

Lady Marthe tried to push herself up, but she was stabbed through the stomach before she was able to.

Ormax called for his sister, trying to push past the two guards. He disarmed one and slashed the other. He ran to his sister's side, but before he reached her he was shot by the band. They hit him twice in the chest. He fell down and an Ancois took him down with a stab through the back.

As Rob stood defiantly in front of Damian, he was show in the chest by a bolt.

Callie covered her mouth with her hands, shock keeping her words stuck in her throat.

The king's knees finally gave out and was falling, before Duke Roland grabbed him under his arms and lifted him up. Rob looked at his vassal, confused. Roland brought Rob close, almost for a hug and leaned in. He whispered in Rob's ear. "The High King sends his regards." And stabbed him with a dagger through the torso.

Callie finally found her voice, she cried in agony as she watched Roland step back and her son fall to his knees. She dug her nails into her cheeks and clawed at them as she cried out Rob's name.

Rob looked up at Damian one last time, before he fell over onto the ground.

The Dowager Queen ran to his side and stumbled down, falling to her knees next to her son. She moved his head close to her lap.

With his last breath, the king muttered. "Jeanne."

Callie cried, her voice of pure agony filling the room.

An Ancois guard came up behind her and slit her throat, killing her almost instantly and filled the room with silence.

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Jeanne and Cirges were fighting off the Bouchard men that came at them, but soon there were more than they could handle.

Out of the group stepped Rallaume."Hello, my queen. We've come here to kill you."

"Why would you do this, bastard?!" Cirges demanded.

Rallaume shrugged. "Why do men do anything? For power, wealth, status. This is no different. So, knight, step aside so my men and I can have the queen."

"Never." Cirges stated. He looked over at Jeanne. "My queen, I'll handle them. You need to run."

"I can't leave you behind, you'll die." Jeanne pointed out.

"As is my duty. All that matters is that I protect you. That was King Roberto's orders." Sir Cirges told her. "Now go, I won't die here today. I will defeat them and meet up with you later." he lied. "Go!"

Queen Jeanne didn't argue. She ran into the tent.

Rallaume smiled, holding his two daggers. "This will be fun." Him and his men charged at Cirges.

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"Then I won't let them see my face." Arielle said, before she managed to wrestle free from Wolfida. She pulled up her red Brotherhood mask and ran into the camp.

When she arrived the fighting was nearly done, the traitors had won the battle. Only a few soldiers remained, refusing to surrender or die. She hid behind a crate and overheard two Solance men talking.

"Do you think they've already killed the king at the keep?" one asked.

"Of course. King Damian is always punctual. By now the Jehannians are surely dead." The other replied.

Rob, mom...the keep. Arielle thought. She headed for the village.