Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160102174454/@comment-24736819-20160209041133

While their King attended the meeting, Farrun's fleet Captains had a meeting of their own on the harbor.

"What do you make of all this, Donel?", Hurley Harriseux asked, emptying his tankard, "Think we'll be able to return?"

"Tough choice, Harriseux. Not my place to think about it and not my place to care.", the Knight-Captain of the Seaborn Knights replied in his usual annoyed tone.

"Yeah, silly me to think you were able to think for yourself. Sometimes I forgot you have no brain besides the lack of...", Hurley mockingly started but was quickly interrupted.

"Enough.", Jacques said, "You sound like children with that foolish feud of yours. What is important here is that we were able to finally go back to our old ways."

"I'll drink to that!", the huge redguard Captain of the Hammer of the Desert slammed his bottle of ale over the table before drinking it all in one sip. He was quickly followed by all the other Captains.

"One thing still bothers me, though...", Chandagnac inexpectedly added after emptying his own mug. The others turned their heads back to the breton.

"What?", Azeth Water-Strider, the bosmer captain was the one to word the crews' question.

"Why would the King allow two of us to go rogue. To go back to Farrun alone.", the Queen's Quartermaster explained, "And take almost one quarter of our men with them. That is not something he usually allows..."

"Indeed. Do you think Captain Tormund is hiding something from us?", Harriseux narrowed his eyes.

"It crossed my mind.", Jacques Chandagnac poured some more wine into his mug and slowly drank it, looking at the Captains with extreme attention.