Sarah Thomas
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"Betrayal… Help me, brothers… Great betrayal…" With his face covered in ashes and his clothes half-burned, Fen didn't even need to speak anything at all. Just the way he looked said wonders about what happened to the approaching patrol from the north. Only able to utter yet another set of cliche lines that a person in the situation that Fen wanted to sell would most likely yell or whisper, as before he could open his mouth even once again, the young man was already supported by the strong arms of…-
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"Listen up, everyone. There is only so many of us here, so we need to make every single person count. I won't accept any excuses for free-willed insubordinate this time. While I know that we all chosen to follow the mercenary path in order to not put our lives against the impossible odds… But right now, as long as we succeed with this small ruse, we most likely won't ever be forced to fight again through the rest of our lives!" Fen speech wasn't something that he came up with on the spot, but something…
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"I have a feeling that your schemes will get us killed. It's not a matter of if, but a matter of when." Staring daggers at the young mercenary, Victor was clearly displeased with the approach that Fen enforced in this last bit of the grand plan. With the news from the north confirming that the Kinzarian monarch finally moved out of his capital in order to subjugate the unruly nobles, there was just a single thing left for Fen and company to do. Cut off the other road that the Kinar Republic could use to…
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"So? What are you guys going to do once we are done with those pesky nobles?" The camp they were wasting their time on looked way different from how it should look when such a huge army would occupy the area. But to the surprise of anyone who would be daring enough to track the progress of the mercenaries, this situation would be fairly simple to explain. 'After suffering a huge loss at the Kinzarian hands, the despicable mercenaries that only came to wreak havoc in this once beautiful country now…
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"If that man is so dangerous, why did you leave him in peace just like that? What if his words were all aimed at earning our trust so that he could betray us as soon as his king will appear?" In the end, Orsha was the one to protest about the way in which solved the situation. And quite frankly, the young man had absolutely nothing to say against her words. Not because he didn't want to make her mad or anything even closely resembling this kind of patronising behaviour, but because he simply had nothing…
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"Victor, meet Haskar. Haskar, this is Victor and Orsha. And on the road of elimination…" Smiling happily to the soldier from Tlinra, Fen's lips twitched when the young man noticed a confused look on the man's face. In one instant though, the envoy's expression changed to an understanding yet defeated smile. "So you have bested me, sir Fen. Given the disproportion of our means… I salute you. Great job." Joining this exclusive talk that only the two out of four people gathered could enjoy, Haskar…
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"I'm telling you that it's possible!" As unbelievable as it might seem, it only took them one day for Fen to already argue with Orsha over the topic of the artificial hand for her. All the uneasiness and tension given the severity of the girl's injury was now gone. As if nothing happened, the two of them definitely didn't seem like the defeated party. After all, there was no one who could see their column right now. Nearby villagers would only ever meet the "scouts", scouring the area in the search of…
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A sea of fire. That was the reality right in front of Fen's eyes. Standing at the top of the still burning stone gate, the young man watched with mixed feelings how the firestorm of his making consumed more and more of the city. From one side, this city was rather small. Outside of its strategical location, there wasn't all that much to say about it. But even for this small bit of population, the young man was the very same person like that inquisitor that put a definitive end to the calm and happy…
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"Sir, at this rate we might be late to the party!" The protests of the mercenaries could be heard all over the column. While only limited to some murmurs or to the protests directly conveyed to the young man's ear, Fen could feel that unless he does something quickly, this entire scheme could turn into a disaster. Obviously, it was just a slight possibility of what could happen. For as long as their travelling column looked as orderly as it presented itself in the city, no problems should arise. The…
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"If it's about those attacks by the vile nobles, then we already learned about it. But please, it would be unbecoming of our crown to just let envoy stand in half-bowed position in the middle of the corridor, would it be. Please, take a seat" It was striking how the young ruler was using "we" and "our" to refer to himself. This way of referring initially sprouted strictly among the rulers alone and was supposed to add the splendour to even something as little as the way they were speaking. And just like…
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