The Arrival North
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**Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] May I present Sardryn of House WIntersun. Sorgar of House Illance. Victor of House Eagleguard.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] Come north.
Sardryn Wintersun: [Talk] My Lord of Hardcastle.
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] [An unreadable expression on his face. Hardcastle watches the Purple Dragon arrival intently]
Sorgar Illance: [Talk] Malcolm. It is been too long.
[The Unit of Purple Dragons stand at attention]
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] [A thin smile] It has. As Warden of the Northern Marches, as appointed by our King, I welcome you.
Sardryn Wintersun: [Talk] You'll be pleased to know, My Lord. We require no special service. We are here to serve, both yourself and the Crown, and help end this unrest in the North.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] They will be billeted in the Citadel, I trust?
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] [His teeth grit tight, but ignores those behind him, instead staring at Dracohorn] Yes. It will be difficult to garrison them, but I will spear not effort or expense in providing for the Kings Soldiers. [A very slight disappointed edge to his tone?]
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] The King's army must be housed, my Lord. [he smiles complacently] It is good of you to make the arrangements
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] [he raises his hands] MY LORDS!
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] I thank you for your prompt arrival!
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] Together, with Lord hardcastle, Warden of the North as appointed by the King-
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] We will RID this land of its unrest, make it WORTHY of the name CORMYR! ONCE MORE!
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] THE CARAVAN CITY SHALL BECOME THE JEWEL OF THE NORTH AGAIN!
[Shout] [The army raises its weapons in unison, and breaks out into the Cormyte chant]
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] [His calm mask slips for just a moment as a look of annoyance flashes over his face as he stares eyes Dracohorn, then fades as he joins the cheer] For King and Country!
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] [he turns to Hardcastle and claps, smiling at him all the while] For KING and COUNTRY!
[Cheers arise from several of the commoners]
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] Move in the blades. They will occupy the buildings Lord Hardcastle has designated.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] The two of you may stay with me in Lady Winters' manse, until we take our own from the filth that spawn here.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] Then we will begin our work.
[Though a few mumbles speak of treaty with Loross and worry what the arrival of these PD's could mean]
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] [he raises his hands] Thank you all!
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] My Lord of Hardcastle.
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] Dracohorn, you forget yourself. As Lord Marshal, these men are mind to command. I see now where your retainers get their tenancy to usurp authority that does not belong to them. [He eyes Henri with a look of disgust]
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] [he bows] Of course, my Lord.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] They are under your command. As is your right.
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] Why would I deny your right as the -King-'s representative over the -King-'s army?
Lord Stallahast Dracohorn: [Talk] [King is emphasied ever so slighty]
Lord Malcolm Hardcastle: [Talk] [An irritated ripples washes over his face, but he nods] And -my- men, will be waiting within the Citadel to see that the Kings men are properly housed. Now. [He looks at them] Move in, and welcome to Arabel.**
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Nice scene!