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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GreyOne" data-source="post: 1154092" data-attributes="member: 858">-Being an excerpt from the Chronicle of Graves, by Ghano The departure from Eastfair was accompanied only by the sound of songbirds beyond the timber walls of the town early on the morning of the 15th day of the First Autumn Mark.  The violent events of the previous day and the killing of at least a dozen wastelands mercanters (by all accounts) had solidified our companions resolve to depart the lands of the Narlann and reestablish their pursuit of the murderers Ghis and Joffer.  They left with no fanfare and barely a word to the gatekeeper of Khuritsa's manse. Their journey north along the marsh road proved uneventful.  Had they known, however, that their departure from the town was fully witnessed by their new enemies, they may have offered more caution.  Yet would that make for an interesting tale?  As Bragon was wont to say, " 'Tis better to know that your enemies know, than not."  They were fully aware that the Prince, Leet would not be satisfied with his father's earlier decision, and would suffer no expense to sate his honour.  Thus they rode north, full of expectation.Had they been aware of the size of Leet's warband, they very well may have had second thoughts.  But it is another of the fateful coincidences that so often rode the path alongside these men that again raises its head.   Leet's band of warriors, including the efeete young princeling himself were themselves to meet with destruction by the hand of abomination.  For but an hour's ride behind they met a shrouded woman on the ancient path and after a moment's angry conversation were set upon and murdered, horse and man.  The truth of the tale rests only on the maddened ramblings of a single warrior who survived and fled through marsh and water, returning to Eastfair two days later.  The validity of the tale, therefore can not be made certain.  The later hanging of the man further snuffed out the truth of it.  Suffice to say, the lordling, Leet was never heard from nor seen again...</blockquote>

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