<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div><em>Bizarrely political for orcs...not for certain noble families...</em>Larissa thought. She drank deep of her ale, draining her first mug with practiced speed.<br/><br/>"What did they do?" Larissa asked. "If they were knighted there had to be a reason for it." She counted off on her fingers, repeating the names back to herself in her mind. Six knights of The Three Roses. Six potential thorns she did not want in her side. Though, it seemed she may had one already deeply lodged after the duel today.<br/><br/>"Has anyone come here way of Bedegar? Do we know that orcs had attacked the keep or are those pieces of parchment nailed to the wall all we have?" She drifted her gaze to Kasala. She felt as though she was grasping at sand. All she had were her suspicions, even if they she felt they were well founded.