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| Cenedil | Oct 4 2008, 05:27 PM |
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Cenedil sat in his office pouring over battle plans. He was supposed to have support on its way, but if it would make it in time was yet to be seen. Suddenly the doors flew open and Havlan strode in with a man where the Bull's colors. Standing up from his desk Cenedil asked, “And who is this?” Havlan stopped before pushing a hand slowly towards the ground indicating Cenedil needed to relax. When Cenedil’s shoulders began to relax Havlan said, “This is a messenger from the White Bull, my Lord.” With that Havlan tossed the sealed message on to the desk. When he finished reading the message Cenedil sat down and run a hand through his hair. “I take it that another message was sent with this one?” Cenedil asked, and in response, Havlan sheepishly pull out an already opened message. “I see,” Cenedil replied, “I don’t have to explain it and you have thought about it more that I; what do you think?” “I think we that we don’t have any choice, my lord.” “At least I know you can still think,” Cenedil replied before leaning back in his chair, “Very well, dismissed.” He watched as his head warlord saluted and walked away and began writing. The message reads: I’ll agree that I am tired of this petty war, and I will attend the meeting. In attendance with will be my bodyguards, Havlan Tyndall, Reman Hollis, Victarion Harroway, and Harin Sand. We will have Ser Willas Flowers in tow. He has been given the best treatment available for a injury sustained in battle, and is currently recovering in a lord’s guest room. You will be able to converse with him, but he will stay under our care unless an agreement decides otherwise. ~Lord Cenedil Ertulcien |
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