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!aXFaDdx3g. 04/09/12(Mon)14:02 No.18639770>>18639665
The old river was but a stream - maybe about 40 feet wide, and 2 to 3 feet deep. You wouldn't know; you glide above it.
Your scouts have reported to you the presence of two more rivers to the east. One is about 15 miles east, a fast flowing river, along which they have spotted hinlings, full-men, and Mathraim. There are some settlements of hinlings there, they say.
The other river is larger and slower, and about 25 miles east-northeast, almost near the tip of the peninsula. Along its sides, there are hamlets and cottages of full-men, and in a bend near its mouth stands a town of the full-men.
You consider this news calmly.
Meanwhile, you train your troops. You drive them before you in a disciplined terror, spears in front and bowmen behind. You lead them in hunts, as they surround huge tracts of forest and slaughter everything caught within the noose. You have plenty to eat, even without killing any of your livestock; your hinlings eat eggs and drink milk. You try drinking milk, but bleearrgh.
You can still feel the two settlements you felt before, and yet others have come. Two more hinling encampments, one with some 30 souls and another with about 40 and an even brighter presence, both to the north. But you are not sure those are hinlings. They settle in the mountain forests, deep in inaccessible terrain. You wonder. |