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!!rEkSWzi2+mz 01/09/12(Mon)20:46 No.17482248Duke Gagné continues,"We'll have to shore up against the impending breach, perhaps if we can push them far enough back after the initial wave, we may be able to make some barricade and deter a future assault."
"You do so Gagné, I will need only a small cadre of men, the levies for manual labor will do."
The Duke looks up again with an inquisitive look, "What is it you're-"
"Again Duke, I do not have the time to explain, you hold that position the best you can." With a quick about face on your heels and flourish of your cloak you march away giving a quick order to gather up men well and not injured enough to lift bodies.
Returning to the Lighthouse, as you march across the bridge lined with the few canons you have, you look down upon the burning city, half of it, the east side, torched and burning, the sun beginning to be blotted out from the sky. Heading up the tower, away from the main gate you reach the Lighthouse chamber, a room decorated with the small light blue and clear crystals around the room, arranged and connected by a magical signed carved into the floor.
You stand alone for sometime until finally emerging through the door, a line of men wearing masks, to spare them from the stench, bring in body after body into the room. You order them to arrange them and pile them around the main huge crystal in the center of the room, and after hours a pile meters high accumulates, flies buzzing incessantly around the room. The men still working swatting them away, they don't even approach you.
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