[b]he follows, troubled by his subjects following him[/b] [spoiler]you just had to have them follow him. Great.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Last reply. Also, mwahahaha![/spoiler] *The King suddenly grows fearful of failing in front of them.* "Go inside! I do not want you to see this act of barbarism I shall perform!"

[b]shepard leads him outside, and as the subjects leave, he holds him in a hold and forces him to chug a bottle of milk, slipping into a suit of ceremonial armor and dropping a sword on the floor, he had gored the king with. He starts running for the inn [/b]

*Fenrir is enjoying the ball when everyone starts screaming as the King enters, barely holding his guts in and milk dribbling out of his mouth. He stumbles a few steps, then faceplants.* "FIND THEM, FIND THE ONES WHO DID THIS, AND I SHALL SEE THEM DRAWN AND QUARTERED!" *The prince yells in anguish, as he did love his older brother. After the servants moved the body and cleaned up, the prince called off the ball. He left for his room and did not exit for two days. When he did exit, he met with his advisors and got the funeral arrangements made. His first move was to shut down the military for a 'day of solace and remembrance,' then he summoned the generals to his court and fired them, placing his own men in their place. Civil war was avoided, and the better King crowned. Fenrir met with Shephard at the inn some days later.* "I resigned on the grounds of 'humiliating failure.' Could have been done better, but good job. Here's your share of the earnings, and I'll see you when we next meet." *Fenrir extends his hand towards Shephard.*

"Take it, you'll need it to rebuild."

"Rebuild what?"

"Rebuild your political structure. It's gonna take more than a bit of willpower to undo a dictators wrongdoings"

"Not my political structure. Though, now that you mention it, I think I [b]will[/b] give it as a start-up fund."