A CAPTURED REGENT

[BardMainHere 310]

A CAPTURED REGENT

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The Regent, in his cell!

 

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A jolly duo of a Dark Elf and a Snow Elf set off from their dwellings to hit the roads, as usual. On their findings, they found a rally of Haeseni soldiers, including the Lord Regent Tiberius. 

 

Regardless, the man was captured and cast into a cell, so as precedent sets. You may come to Rubern to deliver twenty thousand minae, lest this man is slain like the rest.

 

[Harri 4815]

Doctor Daniel scribbles a poorly made moustache, and some tears streaming down Tiberius’ face, snickering to himself, before the missive was sent off.

[Arcean 201]

James would arm himself to travel to Rubern after hearing the news about a regent getting captured. “Alliance soldiers art working day and night” He says before moving out.

[HadvarAvMitteland 557]

Hadvar av Mitteland would start to laugh. He laughed and laughed some more! The situation that was being shown to him was indeed hilarious. As he sat down, tired from even going to his door to retrieve the missive, he was filled with joy. The sickness that he was suffering, which was why he was not present at this fight, seemed to have subsided slightly with the news he had heard. "Tiberius was always a loose cannon...the same as many of his fellow Imperials who are not just incompetent at fighting, but are incompetent in leading."

[helldiving 5793]

8 minutes ago, BardMainHere said:

A jolly duo of a Dark Elf and a Snow Elf

”These lunatics are a dangerous pair, not to mention that they might be involved in some questionable interracial half-breeding. If this is the first deer of the season then I shall begin hunting myself.” said Sir Adrian Orel – brandishing his blade upon the warm fire of the Novellen, smirking all along as he prepared to set-off!

[Elite Snipes 3563]

Targoth Korgahk’Gorkil the Honorable would simply chuckle saying “Deze ashes am zo helplezz...Dey kannub even win azh klomp! Blezz dah Zpirits. LUP LUARA! VOR EHNROK!!!

[Nozgoth 3083]

‘The Defiler’ scrapes his mace along the dark stone, a stark contrast to the bright flame which fills the surroundings, ”Bad night for them....” he’d say, a surprisingly elegant voice for such an awful figure.

[Callum 1009]

Varan the Mali’Fenn of now no nation pulls his large bloodsteel hammer off one of the crushed heads of an Haense solider. Then moving to bind the man and drag him all the way back to Rubern ”Good hunting today llir” he comments towards his ‘Ker battle brother, soon after departing the city before the likely execution took place