Friday, 16 October 2009

The Wind of Change

As the years passed my world changed forever. Tales of evil and magic were becoming commonplace now. We would hear of friends getting robbed while making deliveries to Combe and Bree. The countryside grew more and more dangerous.

The Blackwold brigands started to take control of the lands and of our people. At first it was petty crime but as the years passed and their numbers grew they became ever bolder. One day I overheard my father talking to Captain Brakenbrook, he had heard rumours that the Blackwold brigands planned to attack the town!

Within a few years we'd gone from flutes and lutes, to swords and shields...

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