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Feb. 12th, 2012 10:41 pm[Filter: Occupation of Lahn]
I see men approaching on horseback from the treeline. They're not near close enough to make out the sigil on the banner, but I'm almost certain the colours are black and white under red, purple, and gold. No bandits would be brave enough to fly those colours, not even these Forna folk we've heard so much about the hubris of.
No, it must be Glenn. And at the speed he's approaching, I doubt he's coming empty-handed ...
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Every time he rides out, I'm sure he's going to do himself what Byron did. Be the hero and never come home.
Differences or no ...
I don't want that. I've never wanted that.
I see men approaching on horseback from the treeline. They're not near close enough to make out the sigil on the banner, but I'm almost certain the colours are black and white under red, purple, and gold. No bandits would be brave enough to fly those colours, not even these Forna folk we've heard so much about the hubris of.
No, it must be Glenn. And at the speed he's approaching, I doubt he's coming empty-handed ...
[Filter: Private]
Every time he rides out, I'm sure he's going to do himself what Byron did. Be the hero and never come home.
Differences or no ...
I don't want that. I've never wanted that.
