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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GreyOne" data-source="post: 975837" data-attributes="member: 858">--Being an excerpt of the Chronicle of Graves, by GhanoBy the fifth day after their arrival in the river-hamlet of Kotso, they had begun to earn the trust of Preda’s men.  Judging by what was to follow, this was of course, necessary and expeditious.  For on that day a rider came to the village, warning of the Maergyr’s approach.  And at that moment so they came, a score of black furred raiders riding into Kotso, bent on slaves and loot.Urgently rousing and rallying the garrison, they departed the safety of the hill fort and with a dozen men engaged the steppe barbarians toe to toe on the grassy field below.  The Maergyr, intent on departing with a cluster of prisoners left their terrified prey and counter-attacked quickly.  The air hummed with arrows and after a bloody engagement that saw many on both sides cut down, the Maergyr were routed and fled the fray, seeking the safety and distance that their quick ponies’ could afford them.  So it was that Kotso lived for another day.   A wise student may note that this skirmish has not been altered beyond a straightforward accounting, with none of the embellishments added by other talespinners of less honest merit and more dubious character.   It is noteworthy to recognize that Bragon Gault, for instance, did not leap upon a Maergyr horse’s neck and pull the beast down, with the rider tumbling off to be impaled on Nado’s blades.   Nor did the archer Ulfghar single-handedly slay a dozen men with his bow.  This was but a bloody taste of what was to come, and embellishment is not needed. </blockquote>

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