NIGHTFALL OF NEW HAVEN - THE DARKLIGHT SWORDSMAN AND KING ANTON DURSTHEIM HAVING A DRINK AT A TAVERN IN THE AFTER-HOURS
*Ehem* Ho...! King Anton Durstheim "The Amberwynne" as tales and legends told! He loves his redheads far and wide, all blondes and brunettes cold...! Heheh! Are you making fun of your King, Ser David Brannigan? Yes, Sire, very much so...! (Snicker) That's it, the next tankard is on the house! Now drink! The King's orders! Much obliged, Your Highness!
So here's to the most humble of knights, a noteworthy comrade in peacetime and out, and the bestest of man whom had prevented me from ditching my own wedding! Cheers! Cheers...! (Gulp) I say that after-party was really something, Ser David! Never thought the primeval lords--I mean--our Kryutopian allies were the most festive of folks! I tend to
Agree! Forsooth Lord Morforoko spared no expenses in co-hosting that merriment, My Lord! And truth be told, they'd be as rowdy as any dwarves in a tavern when it comes to drinking! Heheh, very true, and I believe that was also the first time your Patron (Dragon Councilor Rigel Excelsior IV) made a fool out of himself, correct? Oh Mater Draconis not
This again! It's still nigh mortifying to recall a noble dragon like him being three sheets to the wind...singing and dancing like a fool...in front of our Holy Monarch?! Well it's alright to let our hair down once in awhile Ser David; at least our Venerable Ruler was in good spirits! Especially when times are getting far too interesting for our good! You mean that recent encounter...don't you, My Lord? (Sigh)
























