Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20140923034431/@comment-16669347-20141020131357

Etaret dropped the note on the floor after reading it. He sat still for a minute stunned. "Gaius, pack your horse. We're going to Riften. Jorleif if any Snowhawk replies send an ambassador in my place. If they come here then you'll represent me, you know what's best for the hold." He said when he recovered.

"Why are we going to Riften?" Gaius asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Blackbriars are dead. The Jarl and her heirs are dead. The Black Fang are in control of the Rift. We're going to negotiate."

"Sir, you haven't replied to Alyssa Steelfang yet." Jorleif reminded Etaret.

"Right, tell her to go fuck herself with a rusty sword. I will not send her my children and I've removed the death penalty for my subjects and don't  plan on reinstating it. If she wants to do business, trade supplies, discuss alliances and such I'm happy to negotiate, but I will not give her people from my hold." Etaret said as he put on his armor.

"Do you want that all in the letter, sir?"

"Yes, I do. Now, hurry up Gaius." Etaret said.