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<blockquote data-quote="The Patriarchy" data-source="post: 27415" data-attributes="member: 162">[ATTACH=full]3357[/ATTACH]17th of March, 873 – SebezhThe winter night hung heavy, the stillness pierced by a faint sound that pulled me from my rest. Stepping out into the snow-dusted forest near Sebezh, I came upon a scene I had not anticipated. Prokop, my caravan master, moved with swift intent toward Mosey, my spymaster, who slept uneasily among the pines. An icicle, sharp and glinting in the firelight, was his weapon of choice. Before Mosey could stir, Prokop struck. The snow quickly drank the blood, melting it into the frozen ground.Mosey—paranoid to his final breath—likely suspected treachery, though he could not foresee its form. I stood unseen in the shadows, watching as Prokop scanned the area, oblivious to my presence. My mind raced with possibilities, yet I remained silent. The roads beyond Polotsk have been uneventful thus far, and this sudden burst of violence reminds me that not all danger wears a face I can anticipate. For now, I must tread carefully, uncertain whether justice or prudence demands action. The road to Rävala grows ever more treacherous.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="The Patriarchy, post: 27415, member: 162"] [ATTACH type="full"]3357[/ATTACH] [I]17th of March, 873 – Sebezh[/I] The winter night hung heavy, the stillness pierced by a faint sound that pulled me from my rest. Stepping out into the snow-dusted forest near Sebezh, I came upon a scene I had not anticipated. Prokop, my caravan master, moved with swift intent toward Mosey, my spymaster, who slept uneasily among the pines. An icicle, sharp and glinting in the firelight, was his weapon of choice. Before Mosey could stir, Prokop struck. The snow quickly drank the blood, melting it into the frozen ground. Mosey—paranoid to his final breath—likely suspected treachery, though he could not foresee its form. I stood unseen in the shadows, watching as Prokop scanned the area, oblivious to my presence. My mind raced with possibilities, yet I remained silent. The roads beyond Polotsk have been uneventful thus far, and this sudden burst of violence reminds me that not all danger wears a face I can anticipate. For now, I must tread carefully, uncertain whether justice or prudence demands action. The road to Rävala grows ever more treacherous. [/QUOTE]

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