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Battle of St. Daniel’s Crossing

 

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14th of the Sun’s Smile, 220 S.A

 


 

On this day, the brave patriots of Salvo went forth to deliver justice unto the pretenders and noblemen who grow fat on the labors of their people. 80 Salvon patriots rode from the gates of Brienne donning crossbows and swords and with pride and determination in our hearts, we rode to the gates of the Duchy of Alba.

 

It appears that despite previous failed attempts to run us down on the roads, we were able to catch them quite off-guard! 100 Alban soldiers dared to defend the lands they cling to and force their serfs to labor upon them. Yet their forces were spread out, with half returning from a previous venture via St. Daniel’s Crossing and the others sallying out from the gates of Elizabeth.

 

Using the mobility of our horses, the men of Salvo wore the unprepared Albans down with repeated archer fire from the backs of our steeds. Before long, we took up our blades and charged into the worn down foes, cutting down scores of their men without suffering a single casualty of our own. Before long, 70 Albans lay dead at our feet with the remaining 20 taken as prisoners, robbed, then let go to tell the tale of this grand Salvon victory.

 

This is only the beginning.

 


 

Signed,

President Mitch McCanon

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"Let this be an example to all who dare oppose our grip upon the roads!..."  'John Oren' says proudly to his comrades within the Salvan tavern, hoisting up a tankard full of stolen rum!

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Estevot sighed. That was it. He looked over his things and prepared. These people had done enough. It was time for them to know fear. 
“Fortune favors the bold.”

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Sergey wheezed from the clinic he was taken to within Alba's walls. He and one other had survived the onslaught. He should have turned tail and fled but his damnable honor refused him that luxury. Now he pays the price, months of recovery ahead of him from being trampled...

He wouldn't let this go.

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