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Lord Alatar

He was silent for a long time thinking. The rebels had been attacking more higher officials, of course it wasnt a bother because they were still worms, but losing Brissa would be a blow. He hadnt allowed her out because of this, and he found her guard that he issued to not be able to handle her.. He rubbed his head with his fingers massaging his head as he sat down on his throne thinking. He needed a diversion. "Kharne." The black armored soldier looked up and knelled at the base of the throne "My Lord?" His voice deep and resonating because of bouncing off his helm.

"What has happened?" He demanded. Kharne contiuned to knell with his head down "It appears the rebels have attacked and killed a minor noble, one of the ones coming in from Tuscany I believe, as well as one of the outside guards." He continued "It was rather foolish attempt. They positioned the bodies to make it look as if they were fighting, but I doubt even a fool would believe such a thing. The wounds were created by a small blade such as a knife or dagger, while the soldier was armed with a halberd." He said. The wounds would obviously be different due to the different weapons.

Lord Alatar waved it off "The worms managed to kill a slightly bigger insect. Nothing of importance." They killed a guard, he had thousands of soldiers just like that, and nobles craw out of holes like maggots, so that man would be replaced soon. This was probably their weak attempt at retaliation. Their entire main camp destroyed by 10 Blackguard and a battalion of soldiers. The soldiers received light loses, and the Blackguard suffered none, but the amount of rebels reaped was a hearty number.

He sat back thinking once more on Brissas wish.. he could send guards? "Very well Brissa, but you are to be accompanied by my guard at all times. The guard you have no is to be fired and disposed of. He could not accomplish his job." He waved his hand. "Kharne." The knelling blackguard looked up from his position "You are henceforth to be the guard of Brissa. Ensure she stays safe."

While Kharne had no desire to guard the child, it was a mission. "Very well My Lord. It shall be done." He stood at last and stepped back behind Brissa. He would follow her wherever she wished.