Chapter 1: Avenging my fallen

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18th of Malin's Welcome, 1573.

 

The snow elf would walk down the path, his katana dangling at his side as his lamellar would be painted red in blood.

 

". . . It was for. . . Father. . . For our people."

 

 

[Nardi 10]

*Faeryl would lift her Katana up ward towards the Samurai ally after the battle*

 

"We did well Llir" The mali'ker would smile.  "Their numbers were large, but our strength was stronger."

[Wendigo 786]

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