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!aXFaDdx3g. 04/09/12(Mon)17:37 No.18642154> Speed it is, then. Also, not really... but I'll get on Twitter when I run things. Other projects, man.
You decide to grant Anders the boon of blinking, moving in a flash of flames for distances of up to ten paces. Suddenly he is standing on the wall; suddenly, in a cloud of scorching agony, he is behind the enemy line, the scourge of the Eclipse itself.
> Will our faction be called the Eclipse?
Meanwhile, though, you are also aware of the threats. In the month since you attacked and destroyed the hamlet, you are well aware that the full-men rangers are on to you. From the north, from the east, they are constantly patrolling, probing, attempting to contain you within an ever constricting area, the better to starve you out.
To the south, meanwhile, the hills bear Mathraim, those formidable long-armed warriors. They know what you are, and that makes them fear you. But you have good cause to fear them too.
At the mouth of the river where your camp is, birds have been bringing news of a new settlement being built. The full-men are not about to be put off from their project. You will have to fight them for every pace, every foot, every inch.
To the west, you still do not know what those two potent presences were. Now they are out of sight, and vice versa. But might there be more? Is some force, unknown to you, rallying the Hinlings? Preventing you from achieving traction among this most tractable of people?
You rest in your halls, and brood.
> The end for now. |
