Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150315213237/@comment-5543592-20150317002046

Perdix held Valkyrie's gaze, his expresion stoic, as she ranted about the Masked-Eyes. Although it was a good example, the idea that Valkyrie would ever demand payment was preposterous. She as the most noble and honorable person he knew. Such that he wanted to smile, but decided that would be a bad idea.

Perdix slid into Valkyrie's throne and slouched. Whoops. He'd just started a war. Not his intention. Well, sort of his intention, just not like this.

"So, the wedding?" He asked, trying to get her mind off of the Masked-Eyes and Jack. "Talk me through the movements."