Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20200125011422/@comment-28718853-20200317024537

(Hound)

"It was...nice talking to you two," Naymond says with a smile and an awkward wave.

"Yes, it was," Xinderas says as the couple move past the two vampires and head down the street.

When they are out of earshot Naymond says, "Never thought I'd get to talk to a pair of nobles. Vampiric ones at that."

"Interesting how they knew of my daughter. Guess she is more popular than I thought," Xinderas says as she rubs her chin.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Naymond asks as he presses his head into the Hellhound's side like a puppy dog.

"While it is good that her reputation is in a positive light, it means that strong heroes may be more likely to challenge her," says Xinderas.

"Well, it's a good thing our daughter has a lot of experience in fighting," says Naymond.

"Yes, but you are aware of the Order and their tendency to use soldiers like cannon fodder. It is their heroes that are more worrisome," says Xinderas.

"Since when did the mighty Xinderas have to worry about anything?" Naymond asks with a snide grin.

"I'm not particularly worried. Like you said our daughter is a highly capable fighter, but this new faction rising, its army of thoughtless constructs," Xinderas replies.

"Oh, those guys," Naymond mutters.

"Girls. Their champions are something else entirely.  A searing hatred for both the Radicals and the Order.  I've seen what their tools of destruction have done to an Order caravan.  Left no survivors," Xinderas explains.

"So it's a new threat to the battlefield, surely it's nothing a fearsome Hellhound such as yourself can't handle," says Naymond.

"Do not doubt my strength babe. I punch down enough Order soldiers or bandits and the rest will flee.  Their constructs though have no sense of fear.  No sense of empathy.  They will follow their orders down to a T.  Emotionless beings that will kill you without a second thought.  You could break apart hundreds of them, but more will keep coming until you're eventually tired out and overwhelmed," Xinderas warns.

"Seems like you're getting stressed out. How about we take a quick stroll around Harkon once more to clear the air before we leave?" Naymond suggests.

"Sorry it's just...you know what, I would like that," Xinderas replies with a smile.

The couple walk around Harkon some more and, once they're ready and more relaxed, exit the town and continue on their travels.