Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200714201818/@comment-29038468-20200717072751

"What is it that you pretenders want? Have you come to offer your males as a peace offering?" One of the Amazon asks assuming control. "Nothing as hopeful as that. You're trespassing on Order controlled territory. Either remove yourself peacefully or you will be removed by force, I'm willing to negotiate for your leave." Elanor tells the Amazon. The Amazon scoffs at her. "A pretend soldier making demands of actual proud warriors? Here's our terms, leave your males behind or we'll take them by force." She tells Elanor gripping her spear. Elanor's eyes narrow at the Amazon, she grips her own spear in a similar fashion. "M-ma'am? Your orders?" One of the troops mutters from behind her.

"You'll get nothing from me! D-do your worst!" She spits at Samuel. One last push, one more faint and she'll break. The beads of sweat going down her neck give her away.