Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-24736819-20160116044607

"We don't need King Tormund's forces to overcome our enemies at Shornhelm.", Doraleous answered, if it wasn't clear earlier then now it was pretty obvious that the Knight-Commander had no wish of fighting alongside his brother.

"Stop with this nonsense, Doraleous. This is getting ridiculous.", Farraud let out shaking his head negatively.

"I only came here to thank you for your hospitality, King Marcel. Unfortunately, my time to set sail once again has come.", Balin said, "One day I hope to return so we can finally decide which one has the best cook of the nine kingdoms."

Behind the gigantic prince stood the small, purple robed weirdo. Not even one bit of the person's body could be seen but the piercing eyes. Unsettling pair of eyes that seemed to drill into one's soul.