Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-17114085-20160719203859

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote: Mithridates frowned lightly as the officers conjugated in front of him, glad to at least to be respected with the presence of true warriors, not the normal weaklings that came from the capital's direction.

He said nothing, at first, just examining those who were arriving with a stern expression. Aliar rode in front of the others. The grandson of Trinimac had a similar warrior's aura as Mithridates. Both were living legends, being the descendants of Et'Ada.

"Vendis Tur Mithridates." Aliar called out. "I am Vendis Tur Aliarquen Baene of Quinath. I don't believe I've ever had the pleasure of meeting a fine warrior as yourself in the flesh."

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Gerelle was in her study when a servant walked in. "Mistress, a letter just arrived from the capital."

"Put it on my desk." She replied without looking up from her work.

He did so and then left when she dismissed him.

It took some time before she finally got around to reading it. "Sancarelle Lindai...the upstart Tur that tried to expand beyond his place." She wasn't mad at him, she didn't care for him. During the time he grew his economic empire he was nothing to her, not even worth her time. The Frensca were miles above his Twyllar. No matter how much he reached he could never catch them.

Normally she would have ignored someone like him, but now Sancarelle was in an interresting position. He was the Aran's Steward and thus would prove useful to her. Her sight was limited inside the palace, but with Tur Lindai she would be able to greatly expand her reach in the royal court.

Gerelle replied to his letter, inviting him to Sancarnen to discuss matters personally with her.