[RPG] [Dwi]A Dove

[Chuong Huynh]

with her purse once again full, Nnaoj felt a little more at ease. The burden
of being unable to pay her men lifted and she was glad she did not need to
send any more letters grovelling for family gold. The sun peaked over the
horizon of the open field. It was warm. She threw off her white hood to let
the infant rays caress her face; A face which only hinted at the countless
summers it had seen prior. Her thoughts wandered, drifted, aloft as the
clouds which dotted the soft sky. The hoof falls of horses gently escorted
her mind back to herself. "Hordes of monsters to the west, the way looks
impassable today m'lady". Nnaoj dismissed the rider with an elegant wave of
her hand. Ahead the architecture grew denser as grassy fields and farmlands
became dirt roads and the outskirts of an ill kept township. The peasantry
lifelessly went about their daily routine paying little attention to the
white cloaked heavily armoured men that made up her entourage. Eying the
area, Nnaoj could have guess where the gold have been invested, the pockets
of the tax collectors and the loosely held town council. A brief moment
later a detachment returned, having located the largest manor within the
town. Nnoaj placed three firm knocks on the ornate wooden gates, and
politely asked the doorman to direct her to the gold. There was slight
resistance at first, and quite a crowd had gathered before an arrow to the
throat had fell one of the resistors. The anarchal lords decided to hand
over a share of their coffers being faced with two dozen arrows and a man
still alive but slowly drowning in his own blood propped up on either side
by mysterious cloaked figures.
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