Bl-Knight
Cillian leaned against wall, his armor creaking underneath him. He hated being forced to wait outside the peace talks, but he knew that only head diplomats were allowed to enter. As the commander of the knights, it was his job to escort the royals of Crista here. Cultural differences had led Crista and the neighboring kingdom Seberus towards war, and now they were visiting in order to try and halt any further conflict. Cillian fiddled with his armor and sighed, when something from the corner of his eye caught his attention. A boy, in rather expensive looking clothes leaned around the corner, as though he was trying to listen in. Cillian stood up straight, his hand reaching towards his sword in it's sheath. "Who goes there?"
About Bl-Knight
Cillian leaned against wall, his armor creaking underneath him. He hated being forced to wait outside the peace talks, but he knew that only head diplomats were allowed to enter. As the commander of the knights, it was his job to escort the royals of Crista here. Cultural differences had led Crista and the neighboring kingdom Seberus towards war...Read more