4. Footway Robbery - Waelass
05-06-2020, 12:36 PM
Marcienne's eyes nearly sparkle at the sight of the sword.
Marcienne-[Imperial]: "Thou doth claim the origin of such sorcery is contained within this blade? Verily, no lord of the Confederacy wielded such a tool. By rights the blade must be rendered to our general. Tis the spoil of combat on the field of battle."
Marcienne greedily creeps her hand towards the sword when an unseen soldier from the surrounding mass yells out.
Unseen Soldier-[Imperial]: "BUT AIN'T DA HORSELADY A NOBLEMARE, UH, NOBLEFOLK?"
Marcienne flinches. Her face twitches with suppressed anger and plain disappointment.
Marcienne-[Imperial]: "Of course. Thou haft spilt thy noble blood on our behalf. By the ancient rite of keepers and finders thou have some claim to the treasure. Although many would think it proper to present this blade as gift to the commanding general."
Marcienne-[Imperial]: "Thou doth claim the origin of such sorcery is contained within this blade? Verily, no lord of the Confederacy wielded such a tool. By rights the blade must be rendered to our general. Tis the spoil of combat on the field of battle."
Marcienne greedily creeps her hand towards the sword when an unseen soldier from the surrounding mass yells out.
Unseen Soldier-[Imperial]: "BUT AIN'T DA HORSELADY A NOBLEMARE, UH, NOBLEFOLK?"
Marcienne flinches. Her face twitches with suppressed anger and plain disappointment.
Marcienne-[Imperial]: "Of course. Thou haft spilt thy noble blood on our behalf. By the ancient rite of keepers and finders thou have some claim to the treasure. Although many would think it proper to present this blade as gift to the commanding general."
