Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140920215822/@comment-5543592-20140922021610

Emrey excused himself from where he was talking Brighid and a few other nobles to move over to Brihanna. Emrey looked like a sterotypical high rank war veteran: someone in a fancy outfit with bad facial scars

"How are you holding up?" He asked from behind her. To say he felt responsible for Brihanna was to say the least. He also felt guilty over Eogan's death. Over his entire career, Emrey had never lost a single soldier under his own direct command. And now he had.