Roleplay from Jericho Barrons
The men grumbling and worried could not stop talking about the families and friends left behind. Jericho sympathized with them, his heart filled with sorrow at leaving Asylon behind. He was comforted however, knowing he was travelling in good company. And with a sly grin, he wondered if his Marshal's "stranger" would be following the Asylonian troops across the sea. His heart had skipped a beat after his Marshal's kind words, when he saw Logar with the mysterious one. Her dangerous airs intrigued him and he somehow felt safe knowing she was near. He briefly wondered what that meant to his manhood, but he his thoughts were interrupted.
"My lord Jericho!"
Jericho turned and saw one of his men escorting a dirty woman to him. "She says she knows the mighty warrior, Vice Jericho!"
Jericho walked up to the bosomy woman and held her face, and as he looked at her luscious lips, he remembered. " Marie, from fat bottom farms! what a delight, this can only be a good omen for our journey."
The moon smiled down on them and Jericho began to whistle a merry tune as the men marched toward Uppervia. His manhood intact, for the moment.
Logged
"...Together We Stand, Divided We Fall!..." -- 'Hey You', Pink Floyd
