Snippet #1929669

Sir Julian flung around to face Sergeant Skrine his two accompanying guards. "Of course, you want me dressed up before you present your lord his new prisoner!" Julian said as from a coat of arms to the side he pulled out a ceremonial sword. "Listen here, you villain. I am Sir Julian, a Knight. I'm not the man you want to challenge!" At the weight of the sword Julian began to lose his balance but quickly regained it.

"I know you're in league with those dock workers! I know you thought you could keep me weak!" Sir Julian spat as he pointed his sword violently at the Sergeant. "What I don't know is where I am, but I intend to find out! I am on official business between the Duke of Dawnsea and the Duke of the Emerald Isles! If you try to stop me the Dukes will team up and bring down both their armies on this villainous hideout! A national incident!"

Julian smirked at the man, even though his head was such a mess he could barely keep his vision still. "So, good sir. I suggest you step aside and direct me toward the exit. I must get to Caerwyn at once."