Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150626145118/@comment-5543592-20150630135643

Kublai stared down at Krul, looking severly unimpressed.

"You let them... escape."

"Yes, Great One."

'That was Elda... Garred has slain Jabshisha, and now has escaped the dungeon."  He drew out the word, rolling it off his tounge.  "And you... you let one of them slip through your fingers."

"Yes, Great One."

"Ellis, Mioshe, Denon, and Malus are in Sentinel.  Jolkif will go there and... handle them."

The smug Breton in the corner of the room nodded. He was leaning against a pillar with his arms folded, apparently liking the talking to Krul was getting.

"Return to the Reach.  FInd Elda and the other two.  Slay them.  Bring me their heads."

"Yes, Great One." Krul said obiently for the third time, before backing out of the room.

Jolkif spoke up, "And what you have me do, my Lord?"

"Go to Sentinel... as I said.  End the four of them."

"And what about Ogedei?"

The Dark Lord was silent for a moment. It was impossible to see what he was thinking behind his visored helmet.

"Do what you must.  Do not let him get in your way.  But if he survives, return him to me."

Jolkif bowed and turned to go, headed for the doors out of the gigantic throne room.

"Jolkif..." The Breton turned to face his master. "Do not fail me again." Kublai rose from his throne, standing in all his armored glory..  He stretched to 8 feet in height at the moment, although Jolkif knew that he could be even larger if he wanted.

His deep, ominious voice echoed throughout the chamber. "I do not suffer failures."

Jolkif paled and did half nod half bow, before pratically scurrying out of the chamber. Kublai had basically given him the equivalent of a death threat.

The Lord of Orsinium sat back down in his throne, as the doors closed behind Jolkif, and watched.