Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26258526-20160220030440/@comment-26295802-20160224021939

Edacnik wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Edacnik wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: "Please, Lord Fyr, calm yourself" says Aearion, lightly pushing him into a chair He stands up. "Do you mean he commited suicide? Why... Why!" "Please, Lord Fyr, take your mind off Imrahil for a moment and calm down" says Aearion, handing him a warm cup of tea He smashes the tea on the ground. "GET MY MIND OFF HIM?! HE IS LIEING ON THE GROUND, DEAD!" Edacnik roars, and tightens his grip on his sword. (This prince is no more. It has ceased to be. It's expired and gone to meet its maker. This is a late prince. It's a stiff. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. If it wasn't on stone, it would be pushing up the daisies. It's rung down the curtain and joined the choir invisible. This is an ex-prince.)