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A Sad Victory for the Rangers of Skara Brae
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S.Y. 316.2
(January 07, 2003) It was a hot, clear saturday when the Humans and Wolfkind assembled in front of the Skarain bank to await orders from the Ranger captain. Tristam announced without emotion, "My friends the enemy we are about to face is a real one. We will not allow the Orcs and Drow to raid our cities unpunished. We will strike out at our enemies but tonight we attack the very root of the evil, and defeat it on the very ground from wenst it came. Prepare yourselves now, for war." "Uhm... Ezikiel." He inquired to the hired skarain soldier. "Is the diversion in place?" "Yea. The fires have been set south of the orc fort Trist. The Orcs and thier allies now prepare for attack there, and we can attack the Drow City but we have to hurry." "Very well. Wolves. I need a mage to open a portal a safe distance South of the Drow encampment." An OTW mage nodded, and the portal was opened without hesitation. "Alright stay together everyone, and listen carefully to the commanders. Fight with honor!" I will not bore you with the details of battle. The large army stormed the city, and although they were strangely expected, the Drow were defeated with the sacrafice of many Allied losses. After licking our wounds we sent our scouts to Skara Brae and fell back to Moonglow to defend the OTW homeland from a possible counter-attack. The eerie quietness of the town was broken by a message sent over the Winds from the scouts. "Rangers, Get your men back to Skara Brae immediately. We are being invaded!" Tristam's heart sank. "EVERYONE, RALLY TO THE MOONGATE!" He barked. The Rangers and
thier Wolven friends arrived just in time. A trail of smoke arose from
the Skarain Town Hall, with the fires only just begun. A cry for help
sent the army in a frenzy. "HELP!"
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