Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150821222615

(Too young to have any real memory of them, isn't it?)

"False knights should be beheaded with no pardon.", the big knight said. Apparently he didn't heard Roberto as he turned around and ordered his right hand to prepare for a slaughter.

It was strange how a fiery flame could be seen in his eyes. The Knights of Fort Storig were almost immediately prepared to war.

Farraud looked confused at Doraleous and then Rob.

The five knights heard footsteps, yet no one appeared on the stairs. It was almost as if they had imaginated it...when suddenly, the torch went out leaving the basement in complete darkness.

Complete silence.

Tristan mixed himself amongst the Knights and nobles entering the castle walls, but once inside he immediately separated himself from them. He looked for someone who seemed to have any real power in there, such as the Castellan or the Captain of the King's Guard.

(Don't know it there is a problem in him doing that...let me know.)

Loth and Serau fired their arrows at any spellcasters who approached too near the fortress.

Down on the courtyard the populace became wilder and a small group started to gather, aiming to surrender.