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FROM JINDLE TO KINDLE


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Ser Flemius, visor opened, took aim with his bow, time and time again, sending arrows into the Jindle ranks as they clashed against the dwarven shield wall. Soon, when they began routing, he made sure to disrupt them and ride down those who fled.

 

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Drako Darkwood would hum lightly reading this missive “Ah so that’s what the dwarf was talking about” he chuckles, taking delight in his allies victory

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Sigrun Ireheart grins from ear to ear. "Lowlife bandits destroyed." 

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The Viceroy of Hyspia, presiding over the construction of a camp within the Silver Island, smiles proudly at the first victory of the coalition!

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Wykitt scurries away from the battle, his gladius held firmly in between his tiny palms.

It was there he saw the infamous steed of Ser Flemius, towering above the bodies of his comrades. The mouse cursed under his breath at the sight, continuing up the road to avoid lingering close to the enemies any longer.



"Good game." 

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Agnar looks towards Thorsten Grandaxe and his other Grandaxes who assisted in the conflict, giving them a simple nod

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