Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180615222321/@comment-7262318-20180619044103

"No, no, this isn't The Warlord..." Goriyn shook his head. "It's... his son..."

"Y... yeah, that would be me," The Argonian said. "My name is Diadros. Diadros Khan."

"Well-met..." Goriyn said. "What're you doing all the way out here? Away from dad..."

"I'd, uh... rather be inside first," He said, looking over his shoulder.

"Oh... It's like that," Goriyn said. He offered his hand to the boy but once again he shrugged back from the man. He didn't trust this man at all.

"Look... I had bad blood with your father. Not you," Goriyn said. "Besides... It's me or whoever you're looking over your shoulder for."

Diadros gulped and reluctantly took his hand, being lead inside. "I'll take care of this little bugger. You two have fun!"

As they walked, Diadros said to him. "Hey, uhm... my friends call me Utahsi... If that's alright with you..."

"Fine with me..." Goriyn shrugged. "Where'd you get that name from, hm?"

"I just like it... I'd rather not be called Khan..."

Xavier frowned as he watched the two go. "He's invited the son of a literal Warlord into the castle... gods above," He sighed.

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"Oh.... Oh, oh man..." Denon frowned. "Okay, so... first thing, you need to take your time. Draw, breathe, aim... don't just sling back and fire..."

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"That's what I was hoping for," Baros said with a relieved smile. "I just... I need to get some people on board, before something bad does truly happen..."

He took a breath. "Thank you, Fenrik."