[RPG] [FE][SL]Shamed

[Tonie van Loon]

Morthwyl sat at his desk, reading a report. He had read that report over and
over for hours, it was the report of a ceasefire. Lines of anger, disbelief
and sheer horror were visible on his face. He looked at the parchment with
dull and lifeless eyes, nothing like his usual proud gaze.

A small sword lay on his desk. An empty cup stood next to it, along with
several empty bottles.

He picked up the sword, the ceremonial blade Hoshi had given him at his
appointment to the post of High Marshall not two weeks before. He slowly
unsheathed the blade and looked at it.

Suddenly, he threw it across the room. It hit the wall close to the open
balcony door.
He stared blankly at the wall in front of him for a moment, then buried his
face is his hands, breathing heavily. "Forgive me Lord, I have failed…" He
said in a small voice…
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