Khel bid anDrok good luck and safe travels, “Fare thee well my friend and squire both. You’re loyalty is appreciated and will not be forgotten.”
anDrok shuffled his feet... he was staring down at them in embarassement in front of both the elf Foloshal and the turncoat Ulronai, “Sir, I should have protected you better from the filth. I swear that I will bring in this criminal Verak and ensure that the Lord Palatinate recognizes your innocence in this affair with the Lady Darlene. Some Lady, the beautiful wenche’s loins are probably wet each night with a different man’s seed.”
Khel removed his worn glove slowly and then violently smacked his Squire, “Get you gone, I’ll hear no more of such talk. She may be all that you say but she is a Lord none the less and is to be given the respect she deserves...plus..who knows...I may have sired an heir.” With a peal of laughter the young Noble let his squire scramble ungainly across the gang plank to the large vessel waiting to take them to the port that would still see much overland travel to Cyradon. anDrok may have looked imposing with rippling muscles pulling his sword but the sight of him crawling like some beast at the fair to where Verak was chained was laughable at best if a bit comical for the waiting trio.
Khel thought back over the last couple weeks and all that had happened so quickly. Everything had gone according to plan....they had convinced the Lady Darlene that Khel still loved her, albeit even he didn’t know whether that was true or not. Dror had scared the vixen out of her wits and Khel had come in for the rescue. Then the idot Ulronai made his big mistake, he stole the beautiful Lord’s jewels...no that wasn’t the mistake actually...that would have been fine with Khel...it was the fact that the Ulronai felt guilty afterward and confessed. Now that was stupid!!
The chain of chaotic events that followed was one for a Bard’s lewd tales in a smoky tavern as the Lady Darlene found out the truth and accused the young Lord of raping her.
What a farce. The joker’s court that ensued would hear nothing of the fact that they had copulated at least a half dozen times that evening...well maybe only twice but this is my lewd tavern story afterall...Lord B would hear nothing of it after being convinced by the plunging cleavage that Khel was guilty. Now an exile he could not even claim his heradic rights now that his father had been killed.
Torn with conflicting emotions the young noble had not pulled out all the stops to ensure his innocence. Events had conspired against him as news of his father's death had come while preparing to defend himself....It was small consolation that they had not found Lord Torodec Rhennigar's family signet ring. It meant that it had perhaps not yet fallen to his, as yet, unknown enemy. It's power would help him bring justice to the assasins.
First however he was determined to get this rod of rulership with Foloshal. Certainly it could be used to overthrow this current government. More than ever Khel was convinced that the country needed an Emperor...and not one fabled to return....at some later date. North and East to the mountains that held ancient secrets...an adventure first...then Revenge!!
anDrok shuffled his feet... he was staring down at them in embarassement in front of both the elf Foloshal and the turncoat Ulronai, “Sir, I should have protected you better from the filth. I swear that I will bring in this criminal Verak and ensure that the Lord Palatinate recognizes your innocence in this affair with the Lady Darlene. Some Lady, the beautiful wenche’s loins are probably wet each night with a different man’s seed.”
Khel removed his worn glove slowly and then violently smacked his Squire, “Get you gone, I’ll hear no more of such talk. She may be all that you say but she is a Lord none the less and is to be given the respect she deserves...plus..who knows...I may have sired an heir.” With a peal of laughter the young Noble let his squire scramble ungainly across the gang plank to the large vessel waiting to take them to the port that would still see much overland travel to Cyradon. anDrok may have looked imposing with rippling muscles pulling his sword but the sight of him crawling like some beast at the fair to where Verak was chained was laughable at best if a bit comical for the waiting trio.
Khel thought back over the last couple weeks and all that had happened so quickly. Everything had gone according to plan....they had convinced the Lady Darlene that Khel still loved her, albeit even he didn’t know whether that was true or not. Dror had scared the vixen out of her wits and Khel had come in for the rescue. Then the idot Ulronai made his big mistake, he stole the beautiful Lord’s jewels...no that wasn’t the mistake actually...that would have been fine with Khel...it was the fact that the Ulronai felt guilty afterward and confessed. Now that was stupid!!
The chain of chaotic events that followed was one for a Bard’s lewd tales in a smoky tavern as the Lady Darlene found out the truth and accused the young Lord of raping her.
What a farce. The joker’s court that ensued would hear nothing of the fact that they had copulated at least a half dozen times that evening...well maybe only twice but this is my lewd tavern story afterall...Lord B would hear nothing of it after being convinced by the plunging cleavage that Khel was guilty. Now an exile he could not even claim his heradic rights now that his father had been killed.
Torn with conflicting emotions the young noble had not pulled out all the stops to ensure his innocence. Events had conspired against him as news of his father's death had come while preparing to defend himself....It was small consolation that they had not found Lord Torodec Rhennigar's family signet ring. It meant that it had perhaps not yet fallen to his, as yet, unknown enemy. It's power would help him bring justice to the assasins.
First however he was determined to get this rod of rulership with Foloshal. Certainly it could be used to overthrow this current government. More than ever Khel was convinced that the country needed an Emperor...and not one fabled to return....at some later date. North and East to the mountains that held ancient secrets...an adventure first...then Revenge!!
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