The Wandering Fox
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Her hooves just as confidently stamp into the green as the majestic horn atop her head confidently points to the sky. She senses something dark watching from afar.
Banners fly in the wind as the column forms amid the sheen of light reflecting off of highly polished helms and shields of the training quarter. Lord Ingo smiles as the high tradition of knighthood gets underway.
Rows of chairs and desks are taken up by a group of cloaked figures with hands out. Each hand motioning delicate¸ identical gestures. The motions quicken¸ stop and then reach into pouches to bring forth the final element.
Meanwhile¸ Earl Norman and Countess Nora have hired a band of adventurers on the high praise of an old friend to escort them on the journey back home. The hearts of the noble couple are filled with a sense of fear and hopeful prayers. Our adventurers are enjoying the rare treat of riding coach and having their fill. This should be an easy protection job¸ right? It pays well too.
May Selûne watch over you.
Her hooves just as confidently stamp into the green as the majestic horn atop her head confidently points to the sky. She senses something dark watching from afar.
Banners fly in the wind as the column forms amid the sheen of light reflecting off of highly polished helms and shields of the training quarter. Lord Ingo smiles as the high tradition of knighthood gets underway.
Rows of chairs and desks are taken up by a group of cloaked figures with hands out. Each hand motioning delicate¸ identical gestures. The motions quicken¸ stop and then reach into pouches to bring forth the final element.
Meanwhile¸ Earl Norman and Countess Nora have hired a band of adventurers on the high praise of an old friend to escort them on the journey back home. The hearts of the noble couple are filled with a sense of fear and hopeful prayers. Our adventurers are enjoying the rare treat of riding coach and having their fill. This should be an easy protection job¸ right? It pays well too.
May Selûne watch over you.