Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170328005437

As morning rose and the first rays of sunshine broke the horizon, the Adamantine men finished their preparations having followed Sir Hugh's suggestion to the letter. Doraleous rode to the front of his forces, Gallahad by his side and his niece right behind him along Sir Gawain.

"Sir Tristan, you know what to do.", the big knight nodded to his squire, who promptly rode towards the city under a white flag carrying the surrendering option to King Perien.

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"Let's bet how fast will Tristan be kicked back to us? Or maybe, seeing how much of a viperous fuck that Perien is, he will allow poor young Tristan inside just so he can parade his head on the walls...", Gawain sneered.

"Enough, Sir Gawain. I am sure Sir Noleon wouldn’t allow anything like that to happen, despite our opposite sides he is still a Knight.", Doraleous replied without taking his eyes off of the walls.

Something is strange.., he thought.