Chapter Eight

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Paladii Commander Rorvia Vycian

Blackrift

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The sound of hooves beat through the the field. The morning fog blanketing the ground smelt like the bitterness of the vegetation it covered. The city was not far from eyesite, the city my family has held for since the day Adacius declared victory at the Battle of Tainted Blood.

Nearer to the city we ride into a clearing, the view of it obstructed to the city by a large hill to the east. A group of farmhands is just at the base of the hill. Before they hear the hooves of my units horses they collapse into arrow peppered heaps, their blood coloring the fog red.

We ride to a point just below the hill's peak, a point from which the city is visible to us but not to those within. With its high walls of black stone the city stands tall. From the servant's gate a group of four rides alongside a carriage and heads east. Another rider emerges from the main gate carrying what appears to be the banner of our order, he does not follow the carriage, no, this rider goes to the south west.

We wait on the hillside for most of the day until the sun goes down. A lone arrow is shot from my rear guard into the air above our position. From the west wall, three more are fired in response.

Our destiny is upon us.

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