Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140906173711/@comment-11457306-20140914174933

(All the more reason for the Guard to be tired.)

The Guard knew Harridan by sight and by name, but had never spoken with her. He knew she was one of the most fierce of the Honor Guard, having watched her train in the yard. He gulped and almost lost his nerve, but he felt he bore important news and he braced his shoulders.

"Beggin' his Magesty's pardon, Ser, but I thought he might like to know that Her Ladyship seems to have been taken suddenly ill.  I saw her, pale and stumbling, running into the, um..." here he stammered, embarrassed to mention something one never should speak of for such a highly ranked personage, "...um...the...ah..."

"Well, spit it out, man!  Where was she going?!" Harridan did indeed think this was important and was suddenly concerned, herself.

"The privy!  Um..Ser."

Everyone shifted uncomfortably and Harridan blushed. "You were right to come tell us.  I'll see that he gets the word."

"Thank you, Ser.  I'll just return to my post." The Guard turned and fled as if all the damned in Oblivion were after him.