[RPG] [FEI] [Eth] Preparations in Topenah

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On 12/24/06, Aubé Sylvain <aubesylvain at yahoo.ca> wrote:
>
> *Carrying gold from one point to another to boost the city's production,
> bragging orders to soldiers and sending messages to nobles, uprising
> activity in every recruitment center to gather many dozens of men from
> everywhere, General Thrasymaque feels like if he was twenty years old again.
> Dozens of nobles are busy around Topenah; every single citizen of the city
> is taking part in the hectic activity required by the military preparations.
> *
>

Spearheaded by a sword in leather, Nemrus made his way through the rough
crowd which seem not to diminish any time soon. "Does this ever end" he
muttered to himself, as he pulled his loosening pack up his back, tied two
dangling empty scribe holders and repositioned his bedroll...again "Got to
get a new one".

The streets were unusually busy, a few workers running amok here and there,
a few soldiers pulling out a few aged men from alms and armed them with
pikes as a shiny solitaire coins of silver flew from the others hand.

"Interesting in joining the crimson pikemen!, my friend" said the one who
caught sight of the onlooker , "one and half silver for a weeks work in
service to your realm". Looking across the other in the opposite, Nermus let
out a itching smile by his side and said "..and be a mere pawns in hands
of...." he stopped not to offend any "No".

Putting his sword in silence on the ground, Nemrus held his head down in
respect. He was once a knight who order men to war, fought a few among the
greatest....but he grew hatred of it, as it took all he knew to death. Olwe
was the first and Valius was the last, War blinded friends for foes. Even
when one doesn't want to fight, he is rather pushed. It was inevitable......

"Are you going!......" Nemrus asked, moving his hands in a gesturing manner.
the soldier nodded "yes, I am going to fight in open fields in a few days
from now. My father gave his life for the realm, and I shall honor him doing
the same", shaking his head a little Nemrus stretched out his hands and
rubbed the shoulder of the other "Well then, good luck my friend.". The
other said "Thank you" and walked to the next to get another along his
retinue.
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