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"DAELAND FEREVA!" The slightly overweight Ser Shamus would scream as he rushed along the bridge, seemingly lagging behind the more lightweight soliders

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Violence came and went as a sea of sails; the twice-damned citadel laid low by ruthless mischance. Corpses of the once-proud red berserkers peppered the rock-ribbed land with a crimson veneer amidst the evening, discernible from the deck of the departing vessel through belightening flashes of pale fire and the two-tone kiss of moonbeams. Above as below, the moon hung her heavy gaze over the waters; rippled with the tide, with torchlight, displaced by the auspicious hurrahing of battered yet victorious men.

 

Billy stood abreast his brothers-in-arms upon the port side deck of the Ben Quadinaros, drawing psychological comfort from the tug of a prince pipe. The smoke curled. He lazily watched it go. 

 

"So, what's next?"

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Caspar yawned as he returned to Calais, awaiting his share of the minae.

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Ser Rowan 'Ginger' Von Mardstadt 'The Bastard' loots Norlandic corpses.

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The muted thump and flash of magery peal down the alley ways and streets of the Krag, Coltaine, arms laden with pilfered belongs sprints out of another building  whooping and hollering as it bursts into argent flames behind him, he would jog on to the next house, whistling Wickishly as he commits arson.

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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