Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140505141501/@comment-24918737-20140507221142

Jirrud-Sil was presented ro the ruler of Helstrom, thousands of guards from both sides were watching. One of the soldiers from Jirrud's side brought up a crate and put it next to Jirrud.

"So, here we stand, when we are not standing here anymore, Helstrom is either mine,mor chaos is brought upon this place." Jirrud warned.

"Show me what you got. Helstrom won't abide to a tyrann like yourself anyway." The ruler said.

Jirrud growled. He then read up the ultimatum.

"First, Helstrom will fight for me. You may keep your position, but you go to war at my call. Second, you must declare war upon the other cities in Black Marsh. Second, no Foreigners are allowed here, you rename your city Jirxehleen, and I will have full authority to do what I please with your city."

The ruler shook his head. "Too much. Cut down at least one of those points, and pay us 100 000 gold for the city itself.

Jirrud smirked. "I will pay you 85 000, amd my authority in the city will be limited. How about that?"

The ruler was nervous. He knew denying would not be smart.

"I accept." The ruler bowed down to Jirrud. It was something about him, his voice or his look, that intimidated anyone.