Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-24736819-20160917043801

(The fucking crappiest. Not only I had no Internet, but I also had no cable tv... Imagine that!)

One of the Prowlers grabbed the stableboy by his throat and raised until the youngling started to have trouble breathing.

"Let'im go...", Dulàn said in a bored voice, which made his subordinate drop the boy immediately, allowing the leader of the Prowlers to approach, "Where are all the othersss?"

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While Tormund and Kali'kar prepared the Monstruous Trebuchet to fire once again, giving enough time for the ground-party to invade through a better place, the Farruners were already reaching the top of the walls.

Although they could barely see the exact place where their climb ended, the Farruners knew they were closing on it due to the different type of stone under their hands.

Doraleous and the Adamantine Knights alongside Prince Jakin and the Northpointers simply waited for the second projectile to hit before they could finally breach...which didn't took long. Soon enough another flaming projectile flew across the skies of Shornhelm, exploding upon his landing and signaling the Rebels that their time to invade through the breach had come.

The muscular, wide-chested Knight-Commander led his cavalry into the first offense knowing approximately where his enemy was hiding behind the walls.