THE RATH OF THE MOLT KING!

At least, I'm glad I didn't lost anything while I was out...
Here, another little post, to continue the plot... I'm kind of lazy today... ¬¬
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"So..." said the queen "I don't remeber of sending a note to a Blood-Red Berserker from far away called Eae...". "You might forget about this. You know, I'd also get forgetfull if I was king, and if all this monster atacks to give you hedaches... But don't worry, I'm here to help." said Eae. "Ok... And where is your note?" asked the queen. "Uh... My note? Errmmmm... Well, uh... Unfortunately, a rat stole it while I was comming here..." said Eae. The queen started to be suspicious about him. "There must be something wrong here..." thought the queen.

(I'm getting a little bit tired of this Eae thing. >.>)
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"Actually, that was a lie. I'm actually an assassin who was hired to kill you, but I'd rather not if I don't have to." Eae was now half-lying. Camds stirred, and then he stood to the ground, holding his head.
"Are you sure that you aren't a soldier working for the Molt King?!?" Camds bursted out, tackling Eae to the ground, and raising his hand in a fist. The queen quickly ordered the guards to hold Camds back. "I'm sure that some peace could be made, Eae. Please, Camds, restrain from outbursts like that." The queen told him. "Could you tell us of your employer?" the queen asked Eae.
"Of course. I was given my first contract a few years back, and I suppose I got quite the reputation where I'm from. My employer was a pretty shady guy. He wore a black cloak with his hood up, so I couldn't see his face. He sounded a bit depressed." Eae sure was a good lier. He lied a whole employment story with about thirty seconds of thought. "Thing is, I really don't want to hurt you. You're a queen. I'm supposed to murder horrible people and snotty royalty, but not someone like the queen of Ashvan." Eae explained, a convincing frown on his face.