[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

"I'm happy to have the chance to meet all of you. I am Prince Roland of Renault, son of King Leor the Lionheart. You've all met our brave Sir Abner, it seems. This is Lucrezia, our Spymaster."

For her part, Lucrezia seems less interested in pleasantries and more interested in what Mazelina brought up.


"They do that. The black mages. They like messing with you. Can't read your mind, far as I can tell, so just try and shut them out. Best not to pay any mind to their innane rambling about 'progress' - like the archer said, it's all they talk about, and it's all nonsense."

The prince's eyes light up at the sight of the two Laguz.


"Ah, you have Laguz among you...? I take it you're Outlander Laguz, natives of Ilya?" He offers a bow. "Rest assured, you've found allies who will tolerate no discrimination. My people have had their conflicts with the Laguz Kingdoms, but my father made certain to guarantee the rights of Laguz living under the crown. Some of his most stalwart allies in the War of the Flame were Laguz, and he did not forget them the moment the Kingdoms started their raids."


"Human memories are short, but I promise you that I take after my father, there: I will not forget my friends."


"Serious talk aside, are you folk traveling alone? I'd be happy to offer a spot in our lovely caravan if you're looking to join the fight against the forces of evil!"


"...That's really not your offer to make."


"But am I wrong to make it?"


"...No. I don't think so. If you would like to stand with us in driving back the tide of darkness, I would gladly welcome your companionship. Each and every one of you."