[center][h2]Lord Aldwyn Gerantius
[sub][i]"The Heart of All"[/i][/sub][/h2]
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[indent][indent]Turning to Demotoriaus, Aldwyn knew that now the quests would begin to come in, he would have to truly prove himself. If he wanted the vote of Demotoriaus, he would need to show some real competence as part of him felt that he didn't quite enjoy the food as he sent away the servants who offered him Marethian treats; a shame really but it was his loss in that regard not Aldwyn's.

[color=cccccc]"As I have said before good Lord Demotoriaus,"[/color] the Duke of Marethia began once again, projecting his voice in a stern and confident but amicable tone, [color=cccccc]"I will certainly continue the most righteous crusade against the green filth which plagues our southern lands and threatens our people. The soul of King Tibault calls for vengeance and who are we to deny our beloved liege's final wish! So yes, I shall continue to seek the end of the Orc tribes and hordes for the good of Osteria! However, I am no blinded fool; my own martial skill is not worthy of that to lead armies unto the glorious fields of battle, it is a great shame of mine but I'm afraid that we are not all born perfect. To that end, I shall see that a most qualified Lord be appointed as High Marshal of the armies who will take on all the glory and victory which such a position affords them! If you worry I shall play no part in this most just act of war, fear naught for I shall be using what skills I have to ensure that our troop's logistical situation is at its finest so our men and commanders can focus on the fighting! And should the treasury and circumstance allow it, I will see to the construction and fortification of defenses." [/color]

With one confident cock of his head and a confident smile, Lord Gerantius turned to his compatriot and ask, [color=cccccc]"Lord Demotoriaus, is that a satisfactory answer thou looked for?"[/color]
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