Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-17114085-20170112095539

(We'll say they met halfway :P)

"I hold the Rosy Garden as my absolute favorite. If you could play that I'd be much obliged." Marcel said.

Ruran stood, looking perplexed after Balin gave him the paper. "I don't understand." He said softly, trying to act oblivious. It was quite convincing since the Minstrel had a gift for speechcraft.

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"Louis Mortain." He replied to the Knight.

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The sound that the bust made and the number of shards it broke into surprised Jov. He had not noticed it in the moment, but the weight of the thing wasn't correct either. It wasn't a solid bust, it was hollow. Though hollow didn't mean empty, for inside was what looked like a letter.

Jovron walked over to the shards and picked the letter up. It was sealed, he turned it around to see who's seal was on it. It was the Lariat seal, the one used by Gaban Lariat.

"Another one. What, was this one supposed to make Rob or Relien the next regent." He muttered, angry. For a moment he wanted to throw the thing into the fire and be done with it, but he decided against it. He placed it on the desk and then headed back to the fireplace.

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"Blaming a dead man? How typical. And here I thought you stood apart from the typical noble fools, often inclined to do the same. Pity." A voice said, addressing the former Crow from the shadows. A figure sat on a window sill, covered in black armor form head to toes, playing with a stiletto dagger that looked sharp enough to cut almost anything

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Jov looked over at the window and upon seeing the figure he reached for his sword. "Who are you?"

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Prince Crendal received the messenger in the morning, after dawn had come and gone. He had his guards meet the Queen as she approached his camp and escort her to his tent.

Crendal was in his Knight's Attire, the Armor of the Knights of the Dragon. As the Knight-Captain of the order he wore their uniform with pride. He had been a Knight since his mother's reign, the Last Dragon she was called. His father had wanted to change the name of the Knights of Daggerfall but Crendal argued against that and managed to convince his father to keep the name the same.

Inside the tent were set up two chairs next to an end table, on which rested two glasses of wine and a bottle Wayrest's finest wine.