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| A great feast in the Kingdom of Sikaron was brewing. Jayhontay, the fortified city, was hosting a farewell feast to king Terran. King Terran was going away to fight a crusade in the Mountains of Gorant, against the acursed orcs. The feast wasn't the biggest one in the world, but it was a happy place. Graynar and Boldan sat down, free of their armour and the claws of war. However, all good things come to an end... | |||||||||||||
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| To my people and guests," said king Terran slowly. "I will be leaving on a great crusade soon. Bringing all of the Sikaron military forces with me. I trust my ramaining knights to watch over my kingdom while I am absent." "Here, here!" said Graynar, and soon the rest of the knights tuned in to chant. Drinks and snacks were passed around the three tables. Boldan was enjoying the imported Kencee cheese very much. All was going great, jesters even came in to entertain the crowd, and Dwarves came in to sing a few mining songs. Suddenly the feast was abruptly interupted by the sound of the great hall doors slaming shut... |
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