(Fearless and Mike Faction are down at the southern dock of the castle trying to fish)

Fearless:  See, you've got to be quick with the rod, otherwise they just jump back in.

Mike Faction:  It doesn't seem that hard... (pulls up a very small strange looking fish)  See, easy!

(The fish, rather confused then looks at Mike and jumps straight back off the deck)

Mike:  Hmm... perhaps if i could try it with your rod?

Fearless:  Sure, but it's rather odd be careful.

(A few fish later)

Mike:  I think i'm getting the hang on this, caught about five now, what d'you think Fearless?

Fearless:  Not bad. 

(Next to Fearless is a massive pile of about forty or so fish, and Fearless is seen bending over the dock catching more with his bare hands)

Mike:  Whoa, when Juriel said you were good he wasn't lying.

(A grand fanfare is heard from the castle)

Fearless:  Keep fishing, i'll be right back.

(Fearless runs to the main entrance, where he sees Random and Validator)

Fearless:  What's happening dudes?

Random:  It's the leadership of The British Legion, they've arrived.

Validator:  Yup, it's still not everyone though, i'm going to take the magic carpet out once more have a last look before the meeting.

Random:  Ok.

(Three very old and brave looking Knights walk through the main gates to the castle, draped in British flags, gold hilts on all of their swords and the marks of Saint George on their shields)

Random:  Zehese!  Duuude!

Zehese:  Hello Random, it's been too long.

Random:  Yeah, much too long, how was your trip?

Zehese:  Busy i'm afraid, I think we had to walk through about half of the local mercenaries in order to get here on time.  I saw Validator on the way out, he told me the meeting had been moved forward, which I must say can only be a good thing as the sooner we get back to Ab'dendriel the better, things have been getting pretty interesting over there.

Random:  Ah I see, well you know if you didn't come in full regal dress then you might not have alerted so many local mercenaries.

Zehese:  True, however the knight's code demands that for matters relating to the declaration of war, full guild colours must be warn.  The British Legion is that last of the true old guilds to adhere strictly to the code and we weren't about to stop now, simply because there was a war on.  The code was created for these types of situations.

Random:  True true, however I always tended to see the code as more of guidelines.

Zehese:  Yes, however I respect that.

Random:  Anyway, you chaps had better head through to the main hall, Juriel is already there and we should be able to start shortly.

(Zehese leaves for the main hall closely followed by Random, Fearless and his two vice-leaders)

Last updated 301 days ago by Randy Truth