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| 26, Satur AA 2987 |
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As the moon hangs high in the sky I fear for the safety of this whole village. This morning I set out to scout the area Nolan (the Lochlander) had come from to assess the goblin threat as I came to a rise in the land I felt the hair on Fenris’ neck stand up and a low growl rose up from his gut. A hoard of goblins and orcs met my gaze I sped back to the village, but Hoargoth would not listen; so now I sit here waiting to defend these people who were too proud to leave this place. I pray to Aesia and the gods of these people to protect and guide us in whatever comes next. |
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| From the journal of Jerick |
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Contributor: Nick Pullou |
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