Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-17114085-20151001221638

(He wouldn't really have anywhere to put the armor if he just took it off before heading to scout the camp. I guess he could have given it to someone for them to hold on to it while he did his job...idk. Either way, the camp has barricades, trenches and numerous soldiers. He won't be able to get much closer to it without being spotted. He is no master rogue after all, he is a knight.

I picked 248 kind of arbitrarily, I didn't feel like picking a prettier number like 245 or 250.

They were attacked by Fort Pelin's garrison and the majority of them are still alive, only around 35 of them died in the battle against the rebel army. Fort Storig being the closest one to Fort Pelin...I don't think he would leave his own fort undefended.)

"For a King that wants to wage war he has acted quite the craven. It has been months since he declared against Northpoint and still, no word of his army even leaving his lands. Does he plan to win the war by waiting until King Solance dies of old age?" The Knight said chuckling. Even his laugh was as delicate as a flower.

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Jovron went with Gregory and Paur to the barracks. Only where did he notice the bandages wrapped around Paur's side. "What happened Paur?" He asked concerned for his friend.

"That fucker, Renard, cut me after he killed Sir Vhosek." He replied angrily.

Gregory grunted from frustration. "You are right Jovron, we need to get those fuckers. We can't let them live for what they did."

"We will get them, that I promise. They will get what they deserve." Jov muttered.

Changing the subject, Paur asked. "So, what took you and Medora so long to get back?" There was a hint of undertone in there, Jov could tell he was implying something.

"I got hurt pretty bad by those Orcs, almost died. Medora patched me up and I had to take some time to heal." He replied.

Paur grinned. "Sure. I bet she patched you up real good. That hug outside was suspeciously intimate."

''Damn it Paur, why are you so observant. ''Jovron shook his head. "I would never...I swore an oath...I."

Gregory patted his back. "Jovron is the best of us, Paur. Shut your mouth if you are going to insult his honor."

Paur raised his hands. "Hey, I didn't mean anything about it. I was just joking, buddy."