Friday, 26 September 2008

A rumour spreads on the wind

Tyrnan sits on the stone of the battle circle in Moragh Settlement - a favoured gathering, drinking and brawling location since before he became leader of Clan Fearghal...

"If only we could go back to a simpler time", he thinks while downing some of Brother Scatach's famous whiskey.

"My Lord, Athair!", screams a young Cimmerian boy, almost a man... "I have news my lord", he pants out of breath.

"Hmmm...?", Tyrnan looks up from his nostalgic thoughts.

"My lord, It seems that Three Rings has heard news of your coming celebrations with Blood Dawn! They are mounting for a surprise attack, hoping to catch all drunk and off-guard!"

"Really? Once again - my personal life must be set to the side...", Tyrnan gets a thoughtful look on his face. "Tell no-one else, boy!", he hands the young man some silver - for this is indeed worthwile news.

"I'll have to keep our blades sharp and our wits sharper this Sunday. We expected a relaxing celebration of my engagement to the wondrous Epiphania, but alas...", he slowly gets up - clearly his mind is already on the battle ahead...
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