Bodies On The Floor,Blood in The Air
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**The Drow attacks have increase lately,the Inn was burned down once again becoming a prison of fire for unfortunate Inn customers.The fog of war is rising,as days pass away in a blink.Arar is still not back,and tension rise in the Tribunal.Yulan and most of his tribes are gone deep in the shadowy corner of the Underground to awaken what Arar called the last chance to survive.
Nothing is certain anymore as the Drow use wicked tactics against Arnath to make the town fall into ashes.Formians seem to be an ally of the Drow,or are they?Strange creatures are used against the Guards of Arnath,what the Drow are up to to win this war?
The moral is fading leaving anxiety rise in the heart of the living being behind the wounded walls of Arnath.The time as come to stand against the Drow or fade into history…**
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Scyth has become quieter of late. His normally neutral visage often clouded and his steps louder. Those that speak with him find his words more weighted than usual; each carrying much more than what is said. The guards that follow him seem to be on edge as of late after the attacks. More often than not the guards, with the explanation that he is in meditation usher those who approach to speak with him off. Many guess what he thinks on, and many are correct, for more than the usual worries seem to be present.
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*Pinky is seen writing a note with his good hand to his army to send a small faction up to help aid his good freind Yulan.
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The cold, steely-robed Nameless Monk of the Iron Fist trains day and night with Arnath's elite guard, teaching them advanced skills of alertness and unarmed combat.
Her retinue of devoted followers swap between city patrol to guarding the monestary grounds and the Tribunal member is often seen meeting with members of the Sisters of the Bones.
