Radzig

Rest well

Stannik Kovachev regards the King's brief visit as a mere stir in their workings of their camp, although he greeted such. The camp was in a state of constant work, trees felled in the forest surrounding the camp as well as nearby deposits. A draft of a keep was in place, and thus the manpower was more than necessary. A cluster of apples sat on a nearby stump, only a few bites taken out of each.

At the news of Dobrov's seeming demise, Stannik Kovachev writes to Ser Adrezj, the Baron of Cherskavy. Perhaps this newly forsaken county will pique his interest. @Geckoo

The Barrows grasp and assemble arms, for their assets are plenty and their souls are hungry!

A common man deep within the Orenian slums, Canonist in nature, offers a confused look as he reaches a point in the missive.

"The people of these lands are no less brutes than those we left behind." The Ishimoto comments within a delegation stationed outside of silver walls. "Most of them." He'd correct, remembering the kindness of the Northmen.

nicely written, looking forward to more

good moderator by radzig standards, peace

A certain flaxen individual would bob his head, eyes scanning over the paper, a black hat surmounted over his brow. There, he'd stop at the listed 1,000. A gloved hand would scratch as his chin, where he would peer beside he. "That's quite a price." He'd sound "Enough for 6 months of meals, yes?" He'd direct towards the smaller figure. @venclair

Ishimoto Takezō, a youth of his name, dons both the complexion of his father's predecessors as well as their stygian hair.

Ishimoto Takezō, second son of Akahana, is content with the trajectory of the vessel. Thus, he makes his way to the lower deck of their wasen, sturdy with both the planks of their fathers and the hawser of their terra. "Great things to come, hai." He'd direct towards his brother Yasuke. @Emery

prod. radzig tape on deck soon #RR

Godfrey Renault requests a second blade from his father's armory.