matrim1985
Scout
Greetings,
Today I come before all of you during our time of rest. The corrupt lines have pulled back, allowing us time to rebuild and fortify. Our fields are being emptyed and worked for the coming winter. Our stores are full, our spirits high. This time of year is one of celebration. It is not a time to let ones guard down however. We are still plagued with constant bandit problems. The undead, though fewer in number thanks to your brave fight against these Forsaken, never sleep and never tire. And, the corrupt, they will return and with renewed vigor.
Today I look out across these lands and look ahead to the coming days and nights. I have a simple request, a request that is perhaps to great for many of you to have thought possible. Now, I know that some of the groups that come each market day have a great level of power. I have seen it first hand my first evening with you all. I also know that there are many a number of us who wish for the continued defense of our land who do not have any where near such power. These are people that are willing to give their lives for the lives of all who dwell in our lands. What I ask, is that anyone who has any items of power that, simply are not needed for themselves any longer, or they could survive without, consider passing these on to your brothers in arms. I am fortunate enough to have been gifted with the powers of magic, and am not seeking such items for my self, but there are several who have not been given such gifts.
For anyone who is willing to consider this, please speak with me privately and we can work out any details needed. If I had the coin to spare, I would be happy to compensate those who find it in them to help me in this, but my pockets are not as deep as I would wish them to be.
I know this is within you all. I have seen you all at your bests. Our short time in that other land brought out great comradery. I remind you all that our current fight is just as grim. Remember this in the coming nights.
Fredrick Crawford
Today I come before all of you during our time of rest. The corrupt lines have pulled back, allowing us time to rebuild and fortify. Our fields are being emptyed and worked for the coming winter. Our stores are full, our spirits high. This time of year is one of celebration. It is not a time to let ones guard down however. We are still plagued with constant bandit problems. The undead, though fewer in number thanks to your brave fight against these Forsaken, never sleep and never tire. And, the corrupt, they will return and with renewed vigor.
Today I look out across these lands and look ahead to the coming days and nights. I have a simple request, a request that is perhaps to great for many of you to have thought possible. Now, I know that some of the groups that come each market day have a great level of power. I have seen it first hand my first evening with you all. I also know that there are many a number of us who wish for the continued defense of our land who do not have any where near such power. These are people that are willing to give their lives for the lives of all who dwell in our lands. What I ask, is that anyone who has any items of power that, simply are not needed for themselves any longer, or they could survive without, consider passing these on to your brothers in arms. I am fortunate enough to have been gifted with the powers of magic, and am not seeking such items for my self, but there are several who have not been given such gifts.
For anyone who is willing to consider this, please speak with me privately and we can work out any details needed. If I had the coin to spare, I would be happy to compensate those who find it in them to help me in this, but my pockets are not as deep as I would wish them to be.
I know this is within you all. I have seen you all at your bests. Our short time in that other land brought out great comradery. I remind you all that our current fight is just as grim. Remember this in the coming nights.
Fredrick Crawford