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9: Archery duel
The wistful thrum of kantele strings blended in with the rain, giving them a melancholic ring though the lyrics spoke of dance, drink and glee. Unlike the summer festival, the music had already started at dawn. The restlessness of anticipation was palpable everywhere, and the consuls had to work twice as hard to maintain their…
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8: Southern consuls
Rain beat against Ren’i and his Guards’ uniforms when the forces of the 9th and 10th legions came to a halt, bringing their taxing march across the plains to an end, but they hardly noticed the weather. The flags could be seen from afar, the red-and-purple colouration announcing to everyone present that the soldiers belonged…
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7: First touch
Very little light managed to filter through the windows of the cabin, but even so Hawk knew upon waking that it was already afternoon. The storm had gone its merry way yet raindrops continued hammering against the windowpanes, making the glass tinkle. For the first time in days he felt fully rested, despite the fact…






