Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-25808351-20200126200429

BT: “Judging from my associate’s observations with this town, and the information she was privy too regarding Lustenbright, I will not bother to ask for an invitation to your wedding. That community of simpletons would most likely try to stake me, burn my remains and scatter the ashes at a crossroad before the flower girls even began tossing dandelions. No, I will not spoil the happiest day of your life.” Aleric smirks.

Though Aleric speaks truth of his decision to remain absent from the wedding, the threat of his inherent evil could not be ruled out as another reason for his absence. Such action taken against him by fearful people could easily result in blood soaked streets, orphaned children and widows.

“Believe it or not, Lord Jorge, this trade deal IS that important to me. I believe the deal was made in a moment of weakness by my own subordinates, thus I’m here to correct it. Feelings have no place in business, and I’ll be damned if my enemies learn that a small town like Harkon, is privileged to my supplies without proper exchange. Once your town has proven itself valuable, I can adjust the deal to more accommodating terms. When you read the revised deal, you’ll see my terms are still quite generous....” Aleric crosses his legs.

“I worked diligently with Lord Aleric to make sure the terms were revised to pay for the products you wished to invest in, without gouging Harkon’s treasury Lord Jorge. I reviewed your town’s yearly economics and found a good equilibrium for us both.” Imperia looked into Jorge’s eyes, she was completely different in the presence of Aleric. She was almost as robotic as Aigis in the way she conducted herself, as if a hand was around her throat or a pendulum hung above her head at all times.