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Ldi's tuan?
i had to look up BAMF.
i had to look up BAMF.
\Yeah, loved that series. I guess it's not done yet, but I'm a little skeptical now that the author died. Maybe I should add in Mat, as well... which would actually allow for *a* Tuan, as well.
Oh yeah and guys, I plan on bringing back an old friend of mine if my character has an unfortunate accidents/assassinated by Rathus, or something.
Guess
In the darkness, the Malakim camped on the river, their fires like little jewels in the desert. Some troops roasted fish while others tried for sleep, but the violence but a few days past haunted many still, to whom the assault had come as a complete surprise.
The wolf prowled past the sleeping soldiers, and the warrior looked down on them with disgust - but his presence was not hidden to those with open eyes and a cry of alarm went up through the camp. Several soldiers brandished weapons at the Doviello, but without any sign of fear he took a few brazen steps forward - as several other Sons of Asena stepped from the darkness - and he grinned a terrible grin.
"I am the Razorwind...responding to a wish to hear my voice. I had thought that the desert rats had heard enough of my voice, when it boomed through Golden Leane and sent them - those that could escape - fleeing in terror. The thousands that remain as my prisoners wail at even the whisper of the Wind, but you seek more, Lugus-swine?"
The Sons of Asena, each with glittering steel handaxes, laughed and prowled forward slowly as their leader spoke.
"Who here wishes to negotiate the surrender of Malakim? You have called and I have come."
I needed to move. Need to get away. I can't stay in these hills, I'm barely living, can't find food. All animals avoid and I have no skill in hunting nor do I know what plants I should eat. It's as if Nature has turned against me and wants me dead. Though I can't say I blame it knowing what I am.
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I left those accursed hills and wandered anywhere could be better than there. Except for the "place" where it happened. No can't think of there or...or ... I may lose it. No remain in control...don't loose it. I found a path leading where I don't know but I believe it goes north.
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I've walked this path for days maybe weeks, I can't remember, it all blends together into one aching moment. There are few people who walk this path, I pass them all. They seem to instinctively avoid me as if they know there is something wrong. I wonder what happens to them after I pass, where they were heading, where they'll get to before... and if they'll... No you can't let yourself be concerned with their fate or doom, you can't let their lose consume you, your are not to blame... it's not your fault... its "Their" fault and for each one that falls is one more to take vengeance for. You can't let this drag you down you will have vengeance.
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One day out here, at least I think it took place in a day I saw no one. This was normal there are few who use this path, but then I saw two men. They had a different air about them, a fierceness and a wrongness about them, different than my own, more vicious. I passed them not thinking anything other than my usual struggle to remain sane. When I passed I heard one speak,
"Well hello there. Where are you headed my dear?"
As I turned the man lunged at me and took me to the ground. I was in shock at this sudden attack and at being touched at all, I haven't had anyone touch since...since... Then. No losing control can't fight it now... He's still talking, can only make out bits...
"Very nice, we'll make a nice profit off of you,... but of course we'll have to..."test' you ourselves..."
Can't remember much more,...was losing too much of myself, but at some point he pulled a knife and I think he tried to threatened me. A rage started building in me, I had to get him off me, had to get free, need to punish him for doing this.
I clawed at his face, one of the blows cut his face. he spat at me and I heard him, "Oh you'll pay for that, my dear." he then lifted the knife into the air and was about to strike, but all of a sudden he stopped, the knife fell on the ground. I looked at his face, around the cut, the skin was turning green, rotting, and falling off.
He shouted, through his rotting face, "What... What did you do to me?" He reached for his face, as he let go of me I grabbed the knife and plunged it into him, he coughed blood dripped out of his mouth. I pulled the knife out of him and threw him on the ground.
I don't know what I looked at that moment but by the fear in the other man's eyes I must of appeared as a demon straight from Hell, he took of running of the path.
I ran down the path, knife in my hand, not a thought in my head. I don't know when I stopped but no one was around. I wiped the knife off and hid it on me. I feel that I may need it again.
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I don't know who found this, if you can help me or not but I want someone to know what happens and why I continue to go on.
First page found in a beat up book
Hakan looked over the Malakim thoughtfully, and then spoke.
"I am wary of an alliance, of us working together. Twenty thousand of your men lost, and yet you beg teamwork? No, I do not think that will work."
"But just as you will never truly be defeated - something I know, as the desert rat is a hardy breed - I seek no extermination of your people. Here are my terms."
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Cessation of Hostilities Between Razorwind Tribe and Malakim Proper
--All violent activity will cease on the Malakim front and on Malakim lands. Razorwind Tribe will not proceed with further hostilities and the Malakim accept all losses without recompensation or vengeful action.
--Malakim forces will not enter Doviello lands. The tundra and the mountains are Razorwind Tribe's territory and the border will be respected.
--Malakim civil authorities will pay a 5 gold tribute for 5 turns. Any turn they are unable to make this payment, Razorwind Tribe will instead accept 5000 draftable troops to be used in their forces.
In return for this peaceful agreement, Razor Tribe will:
--Return Golden Leane to Malakim hands with no further damages inflicted, and return to her sovereign territory immediately.
--Allow for a repurchase of slaves earned during the Siege of Golden Leane. For 15 gold per unit of enslaved troops/civilians, they will be returned unharmed.
--Agree to the aforementioned cessation of all further hostilities with the same bindings as the Malakim.
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"If these terms do not suit you, speak up quickly. They will expire soon."
Current due date for character orders looks to be Saturday the 2nd - noon my time. That's 5:00 PM GMT, so do your own conversion after that. That date may change, if people need more time - I know we got started a lot earlier than I'd first planned.