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There were 4 out of their numbers named as Leaders. Each with their own squad of 20 men. Good men who knew the blade and the horrors it could deal out. In total 84 men who by my estimation would one day become a force to be reckoned with. What we did not expect was one other Lucius and I decided to be a captain. A woman by the name Loriane. She proved to know more lore and was as swift as she was deadly. Coming to our camp by two weeks before she had fast won the hearts of many women and girls. The girls who came with her also drew in some of our teenage whelps undisciplined boys who were known as thieves. It was by the time her following grew to be at the number 250 souls women, girls, and boys that we thought we might have someone to fear but we were soon to see that we would be proven wrong.


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