Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150626145118/@comment-5543592-20150708142416

Tiberius had set up a spit and motioned for Elda to pass the rabbits to him so that he could set them on it.

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"That's the plan in reality.  Just follow my lead.  I've dealt with this kingly types my whole life.  I've become something of professional at ass kissing." Explained Ogedei. They passed into the throne room. It was grand, as all throne rooms were, and contained lots of Knights.

The king sat in the far back of the room on his throne, obviously. He was in his mid-forties and had pasty white skin, probably powdered beyond belief. He was well-fed, perhaps almost too much so, but was dangerous looking. He had a glint in his eyes that said, "I am not someone to be fucked with."

Ogedei stepped up the throne, and dropped in a stoop bow, rasing an arm to his hip, and lowering his other out in front of him. He hoped he companions were doing the same.