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| Sceotend Russet | Jul 17 2008, 12:18 PM |
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The last few weeks had been as ripe in rumors as the fields were with grain. Nothing was absolutely definitive as of yet, but still, the constant stream of reports needed looking into. A roving vermin band here, a small-scale raid there... It may have been nothing but the normal dangers of the region, but the rumors said otherwise. A fair amount of time had passed since the last warlord had set paw in the lands, and it was only a matter of time before one did again. However, at this point there was no knowing whether the rumors were borne by fact or mere speculation. Regardless, the High Commander had seen fit to send out a large scouting party to both investigate the recent occurances and find out what they could about the rumors that had come sifting through. The patrol was comprised of beasts from the North and East Towers, and was led by the Commanders of both. There were twelve beasts in all, divided fairly evenly between the two towers and all armed well, though with the intention of travelling quickly and lightly. They were to start by going into the woods to the East, then to circle North and through the mountains with the intention of reaching home again in a week. They had left discreetly at daybreak, stepping out through the gate and making straight for the woods as the doors shut behind them. The morning's travels had been quiet, though not silent by any means. Friendly, though subdued, conversation had been abundant, and much of it had been led by Sceo herself. There had been no notable events by the time they stopped for lunch in a small clearing. |
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