All- "YEAH WAR WOO LETS DO THIS WE GOT THIS WOOO!"
???- "Lord Lowtower, Lord Lowtower, your son is dead!"
Earl Lowtower- "What mockery is this?"
Sir Stephan Leijon the Younger- "That sure killed the mood."
Ranger Versinix- "Ork and Hollow Raiders interrupted the harvest festival and massacred everyone there, I arrived with my rangers in time to kill the bastards who did it, but by that time your son was dead, speared by a Minotaur and laying bled out beside the house standard."
Earl Lowtower- "By the Great Drake, this is terrible news, my only child and heir, struck down by a mere bull-man."
The Ranger- "It gets worse, with the entirety of your favored peasantry present at the festival, and subsequently killed, the lower masses are beginning to murmur. There have been factions saying that you are becoming feeble and can no longer protect us from raiders and bandits, and say that we would be better off independent and without a noble in charge. And with the famine caused by the plague of rabbits, they are starving, discontent, scared, and nearly ready to revolt!"
All- "Melodramatic Gasp!"
The King- "Do not worry, once this campaign is finished, your people will regain confidence in you, and you can return triumphant and easily crush the petty rebels in their dirt hovels."
Marshal Garnet- "We're sorry my lord,"
The Marhal- "But a big wall in the middle of nowhere will do us no good if our lands are in lost active revolt, we must withdraw our support from this campaign and return to deal with local matters."
Duke Lloyd- "Cowards! Turncoats! May the Tan Man take each and every one of you dragon worshiping bastards!"
The King- "Back down cousin, cursing them out will not help to change minds on this matter."
The Lordling- "Don't worry Your Highness,The Red Company still stands behind our King in this campaign."
The King- "Good, we can continue then, Helm's Derp and it's lands will be yours, instead of theirs."Later...
Sir Ornstein, Dragonslayer- "This may be a hard fight, but even without those Dragonfuckers, we have both surprise and numbers on our side."
The Lordling- "Since our numbers are lessened, we may not even need the second ship, and going without it would halve our chances of being caught on the high seas."
Baron Ivan Leijon- "And share a ship with the common soldier? I think not."
The Lordling- "Surely it isn't such a hardship to spend two weeks with the men fighting on your behalf to increase our chance at surprising the enemy?"
The Baron- "Surely it is."
Sir Oscar Leijon the Elder- "Ooooh Burn!"
The Lordling- "Well you can have your empty ship for pompous assholes (no offence father),"
The Dragonslayer- "None taken!"
The Lordling- "I'll be with feasting with the men who serve our cause, have fun."
The Baron- "What a thoroughly unpleasant man."
The Dragonslayer- "Do not fear comrades, I'm sure we will kick Ork ass and be back by first snowfall!"
The Baron- "That's the spirit man!"
Sir Oscar- "Yeah, this will be awesome!"
Sir Stephan- "I'm so psyched!"
The Dragonslayer- "To Helm's Derp and Beyond! For Glory and the Sun! The Red Company!"