Nareth straightens the helmet and comes forward. His gaze is lowered, but gestures express determination: " My King ... Good Men! We are ordinary people, I say, and we are not told to violate th… (View Post)

" As you wish, my King! To fulfill your request I have to ask the High Priest in our Order, may the Refiner bless him. He defines the right lad as me don't dare myself. But I ensure ya, there is… (View Post)

" My King, I apologize for being rude. I have never discussed orders for all my 12 years of service. But I dare to clarify what will happen to our garrison in my absence, eh? They are like child… (View Post)

Nareth gazes puzzled at King Corak, being cut off from his direct and customary duties in the garrison. He has already managed to forget how it is, to work in the field, outside the cozy and such a s… (View Post)

Nareth hurriedly enters the hall, closing the door behind him. His manner of holding himself betrays army training and drill. " I am at your service, My Liege! " - he salutes. (View Post)