A/N: I'm still out of power, but I'll release chapters every now. Make-up chapters started Friday when they said power would be back online.
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It was a three-day ride towards the Vargan provenance, through the Raven Woods, struck by odd shape shadows and writhing tree branches, overrun by marshes, said to kill the unsuspecting, preying upon children and woman alike. Bandits roamed, though they didn't attack the House Nier battalion, which wore its banners high.
"A few more ours, my lord," Ser Ian Vastnar shouted on horseback.
"How are the men?" Altair asked, unable to recall the last time he had ridden a stallion this fine, flying across the earth with grace. He felt free beneath the
"Strong," said Ian firmly. He glanced to his rear at the men of three hundred strong. "But I'd suggest we slow our pace to—"
