Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26084195-20160404064033/@comment-25975584-20160407050202

Eureka Enderborn wrote:

The Indomitable wrote:

TheShade6 wrote: Dude he's the gm you're lucky enough with the leeway he's allowing your inner circle, the ways you guys are acting are what I expect of some mercenary faction not the proud kind erathians I know They're not proud about losing, or kind to the enemy, and they certainly aren't happy in Braccada. How should I put this, Halthor, and a lot of the veterans have seen some seriously fucked stuff. They're the ones sent in when things go wrong, very wrong. Infestations of Demons, Gnoll raids, post-campaign Tatalian genocide (before the king stepped in.) They're experts at rather unscrupulous, or psyche shattering work. However, their dreams tend to be maddening, and their tempers tend to flare...

That night, Halthor, and his closest followers go. Armed to the teeth, and bearing the division's standard. A private letter is left on the desk, along with a key of some sort. The house is given a very thorough cleaning to make way for new residents (which crop up quickly, lots of people want to live in Equinox). During this cleaning, they find the letter and the key. Who is it addressed to? The queen. They also find an old, grizzled hound sullenly sitting on one of Halthor's brandy stained shirts...