Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140812170152/@comment-11457306-20140815012421

Torene rose to greet her. "You are one of the Knights," she smiled. "Please, sit.  How may I help you, Lady Knight?"

Anneken sat and told her Brihanna's story, how she had helped destroy the Deep Ones and had never been recognized or rewarded in any way. "Now she has been dragged in to help again, Milady and she has nothing--not even a sword to lift in--"

"She has the Rope," interjected Cathel, from the table.

Anneken lifted her eyebrows and turned to the boy in surprise.

"Cathel." Torene's voice was stern. "It is rude to interrupt."

"No, it's alright, Milady," said Anneken. She turned back to Cathel. "How did you know that?"

"I can see lots of things," said Cathel simply. "She should have her crossbow back, but the Rope will help her more than anything." His brow furrowed and he suddenly looked very old. "You face a dark enemy.  The Empire will suffer, but you will suffer more."

"Cathel."

"I'm done, Mother," he was a young boy again.

Anneken shivered.

Torene rose. "I will speak to my Lord.  The matter will be addressed.  Brihanna will receive her pay and then some.  Come, I will see you out."

As she left with Torene, she heard the children behind her. "You think you're so smart.  Always butting in with your dire predictions," said Koru.

"I speak the truth, Koru."

She glanced back to see Koru stick out her tongue at her brother. Cathel tossed a small ball of shock at his sister. She squealed and ducked under the chair.

"I'm telling!"

"Go ahead," said Cathel, shrugging.