Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190123231010/@comment-24510587-20190124135324

Queen Isarhel sat back, smirking a little.

"That will do nicely."

Behind her, some disgruntled mumbling arose among the gathered Laumer, but the queen quickly cut it short with a small gesture of her hand.

"Of course, I need guarantees," she told Alex.

"What guides luck?" Mortimer asked in turn. "Where does it come from?"

"Don't avoid answering me," Vyrine said. "You've been obsessively scrubbing that face on it since as long as I have known you. There is clearly more to that shield. What are you hiding?"