Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-25808351-20191110205042

@Everyone: “There were plenty of reasons to show. I had a personal matter to attend to, as well as getting to meet the Covenant’s new lord and take his measure. No more then a year and half ago I was out on a campaign torching those hedonistic lands to east. We made great progress there, until I received word that my brother died in his campaign against our families old enemy.” Beorthric was somber in recalling his brother.

“It was also around that time I heard the Covenant was rising back to power, some daft cunt named Armata took over. Now he’s dead from what I hear, and this soft skinned milk drinker Aleric is now in charge. I also heard you served that Armata creature. What’s the matter Praetor, got tired of fighting for your kind? Decided to help the creatures of the night? Hahahahaha!”

Though Beorthric was laughing and seemed joking, there was a hint of darkness in the question, as if Beorthric was questioning Jorge’s loyalties.