Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-24123288-20140904184101

(Just a timeskip for me and Queenie. :D)

It was late afternoon by the time Julian, his crew and his prisoners arrived at the lookout known as Stendarrs Beacon. It was an easy place to fortify and was isolated from almost everywhere else. The height of the building allowed for an excellent lookout post and there was only one entrance which made ambushing the place extremely difficult. But not impossible.

Julian was stood on the roof, not one for shirking his duties. He preffered being with his men in the action, not doing paperwork.

''That is why Harbin is head of the estate. Not me. ''

''And that suits me just fine. ''

The Breton drew Emarrels sword, twisting it as he examined the blade in the last of the light.

Harbins Blade...

"Send word to Esoix!" Julian barked. "Tell him Sophie will be back home by the months end!"

-

Emarrel and Nadira were unceremoniously thrown in the basement, where they were swiftly locked in together, their hands still bound.

Emarrel stood proudly, glaring at the door whilst her mind raced as she tried to think of a way out for them both.

It also killed the time she was waiting for Nadira to wake up...