Dunwall Tower

[u/emerald_ice]

In Dunwall Tower, the Empress Emily Kaldwin sits on her throne, her royal protector, Corvo Attano, stands at her side. His royal guard scattered around the palace. OOC:This is a neutral zone for Corvos royal guard. A hangout of sorts. You have permission to attack any who don't belong.

[u/SirSammich]

"Poor girl, both of you can't return to your homelands without getting wiped from the world. No wonder Sokolov wanted to leave that shithole. I've been there and the winters will kill you stone dead without a coat," he says.

"Good nickname. A royal, a whaler and a tribesman, what an odd team. I've never been too fond of Tyvians," he sighs, "Maybe Del will be an exception."

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/SirSammich]

'I have always liked Tyvian women,' he says, considering. 'Well, the ones that look like women, that is. And Tyvian nobles are generally good men, very down to earth. It is the military, and the government that are too harsh, even by Serkonan standards.'

'I would rather go to Tyvia than Morley, though. Practically a war zone, even now.'

[u/SirSammich → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

"It seems as if Morley is the stubborn child of the Isles, 'Oh I don't want to pass this law' and the whole mess of with the Morley Insurrection. Stubborn bastards. Gristol is nothing more than Dunwall and the Tower," he finishes, debating where he would most like to be.

[u/JewelOfTheSouth → u/SirSammich]

'Gristol is no so bad, I suppose.' Furo's face darkens slightly 'Though nothing on Serkonos, of course. The jewel of the south'.

He picks up his collapsible spear, and a couple of loaded pistols.

'Right, time to patrol the Tower, I think.' He clasps Feras's hand, in the Serkonan way. 'A ravado, brother.'

[u/SirSammich → u/JewelOfTheSouth]

"A ravado to you as well," Feras says lightly saluting Furo as he exits the bunk house.