Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-5543592-20190608222757

Fattah's confusion was growing.

"Who are you people?" He demanded. "When Rello'ran hears about this..."

Hirri moved quickly, his empty left fist swinging out, backhanding Fattah across face. Spittle and a tooth flew from the old man's mouth, and he was knocking back hard, against the counter.

"Father!" The boy cried, moving forwards, but was stopped short as Hirri leveled the sword at him. The boy stumbled back, holding his hands up to show he meant no harm.

"Not other step, bud." The Crimson Archer warned, all ice. Fattah leaned over the island, holding his injured mouth.

"The first eight move one space forwards, an attack to the sides.  Your Towers move in straight lines, your Ordinators jump in Ls of three spaces.  The Councilers move at a diagonal on their own color.  The Horator moves similarly, but can also move in straight lines like the Towers can.  And lastly, the Grandmaster can move a single space in either direction.  The games purpose is to put your opponents Grandmaster in a position where any move will mean it's loss.  A piece is taken by moving your own into the square it occupies." Silas lectured.