Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-25808351-20200126231620

BT: “I wouldn’t understand you say? I maybe less than a year old.... But I have more than 50 millenniums worth of knowledge.” Aleric’s eyes glowed with his final statement. “I have the memories of those past. Their sorrows and regrets are mine to bare now. Through Armata’s memories I see a creature desperate to maintain his superiority, and in the process he lost the very thing he desired most. The people who actually cared for him. Hehehehehehe.”

Aleric’s chuckle was low in tone, and lacked empathy.

“But, I am not here to discuss the wills of the dead or lost. If you truly wish to protect Harkon from suspicious or opportunistic rivals, you’ll sign the paper. The old deal had you receive Covenant goods at a dismal price. A fact many would capitalize upon. By signing to the revised agreement, you spare your little slice of land from such notoriety....”

“Lord Jorge, the Covenant is willing to proved Harkon with goods, as well as military aid. Alongside rival unrest being factored in we have also factored in many other aspects. You’re town will pay more for the goods you selected, but you will receive better ‘benefits’ from it. Harkon will be considered a trade partner, thus your interests become ours. Should the need arise, the Covenant will lend you support. It will raise attention, but immediately stifle it when they hear you have friends in high places....” Imperia looks upon Jorge.

“Please, at least consider it.”