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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dexerion" data-source="post: 2061487" data-attributes="member: 26996">Drath snaps the reigns and the wagon groans as it moves forward with a jolt.  Charles has a minor struggle remaining standing as he moves forward to reclaim his place on the bench.  The wagon passes through the city fortifications and is officially on the road to Fallon, city of falls.Drath grunts, "Humph!  Ye make him sound like an ogre made of steel!  He doesn't look that tough!""Now that we have left the city I can give you more specifics on our venture!" Charles yells from up front, "As some of you know or probably have guessed, my family is Hendralian.  Four generations back, we held title to some of the most beautiful land in the entire Realm.  Our name had stake to that land for years, and our ancestors built a large keep atop the tallest hill in the center of the valley.  We ruled the land with stern clenched fist, for the glory of our people.  We raised our families there for over 200 years.  It is our heritage.""During the war with Medibaria, my great grandfather led part of the realms army in the siege of Nerv.  It was that siege that turned the tide of the war in Medibaria's favor, and ultimately forced the Realm to recall its forces.  My family name was dishonored and the government seized our possessions.  We left Hendralia in disgrace.""My great grandfather wore a large amulet around his neck.  His father gave it to him upon his death, as his had done before.  The amulet was passed down between the heads of the family from before the keep was built.  It was a symbol of our rite.  When we were forced to leave our land, the Baron to be took the amulet from my great grandfather and claimed it as his own.  My great grandfather, injured from battle, was too weak to resist the new Baron."Charles's eyes narrow and his hands close into fist.  "The family that now holds domain over what use to be ours passes down that amulet just as mine did.  They did it to mock my family name in front of those who once served us.  Now it is just a tradition.  The current Baron of the former Armgill estate will be in Tharol for the festival.  My family can never return to Hendralia to reclaim our land, that I know.  That amulet, however, is one little piece of what we use to be that I can win back for my family's honor.  I intend to do whatever it takes to do just that."When Charles finishes his story he seems almost lost in a daydream.  Drath nudges him a little, and he seems to mildly snap back.  "For now, though, we are to get these Vestermarch goods to our buyers in Fallon.  We usually use the Five Points Caravan to move our goods, but I convinced my father to allow me to move them in my warwagon.  He thinks we are comming home from Fallon.  If he knew of my plans, he would do everything in his power to stop me.  That is why we had to be somewhat secretive back in the city.  I know it will get back to him considering our post in the Inn.  But I hope to get far down the road before that happens.  We are going to use the money we make with these goods to continue on to Thoral from Fallon, and prehaps hire a few more hands for the journey.  We will not stop to camp tonight.  I want to get some distence covered.  We will sleep in shifts and rotate drivers.  While Drath can handle the animals by himself, I have to have some assistence to keep them under control.  Prehaps Anton or Atremis will be of assistence when that time comes?""Yer mad boy!  Driving this thing at night will be no small task!  Ye best take over now and let me take over when the sun sets."</blockquote>

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