The BattleThe Battle He had to summon up all his courage to pick up he’s sword and enter the fray. Into the barren waste that was the battle, with his sword in hand and his bow on his back he was ready to fight. He turns right and swings to cut a man through his chest. He stops to help up his fellow solider, but then the thunder of hooves. He dives right and just missed being crushed by an enemy dragoons this fate was not shared know dead body of his fellow solider.The Battle
He grabs a bow, takes an arrow form its quiver, pulls up the string tight as he could and … is left in pool of his own blood from an enemy mace, but it do
Never refer to me as my true name here... the mormons will get me, man!
Use my Pseudonym!
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-- My power shall become a shining beacon that will bestow healing on your broken wings --
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