Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190601225408/@comment-37523810-20191125054313

(Sorry about that, Sarge)

Tully followed Elias, his interest having been piqued.

"I don't think it will be anymore," Roran replied. His face changed to be a bit more serious, though the happiness in his voice and the smallest hint of a smile still remained. He bowed to her as he spoke. "Lady Ainyl of Duredhel, Delegate to the Countess of Cyrzure Isle and Emissary to her Grace, I pledge my fealty, my life, and my soul to thee. Here do I swear service to your cause, to speak and to be silent, to do and to let be, to come and to go, in need or plenty, in peace or war, in living or dying, from this hour henceforth, until my lady release me, or death take me, or the world end."

"Such as the relationship between man and Mamono?" The governor narrowed his eyes. "Is that an absolute need?"