Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160820033218/@comment-26444332-20160820051711

Azalea's eyes narrow.

'Do not presume to speak to me of Pride, child,' she says quietly, her soft voice dripping with venom. 'And do not presume that a unified man is no threat to my nation. Men dwell on these islands, more than elves do.'

With that, the Arcadian soldiers escort them back to their vessel.

'You may leave if you like,' Lux says to them. 'Or if you wish to speak again, you are welcome to plead your case to Azarias later, who is far more softhearted and pacifistic than we are.'