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[Glory Bladesong]

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Glory sat inside her families home in Yew Tramm putting together all the information gathered on the Army over the past week. It ranged from the harrassment of citizens including a rather poor looking man bereft of sight; to discussions between Commander Arlin and an unknown Orc. This discussion in particular concerned Glory. Mercenaries? Had she heard correctly? That could mean one of two things, this Commander of the Army had fallen back to his old ways, long she had heard stories of his checkered past. Or that the Army was not capeable of taking care of threats within Yews borders and needed to hire swords. Either way she felt the information pertinent. The council should know these things she thought as she gathered up the documents and tied them in a package to be delivered to the Council upon thier next meeting.



She had also noticed some of the townsfolk becoming ill. Often foreign armies brought disease along with them. She hoped thier hospital was stocked well enough to take care of those who had this strange infection. Glory sighed sadly, the people were suffering and all since this occupation began. She knew her course of action. She still wondered of the councils course. Turning on her heals as her mother called her for dinner Glory let loose of the thoughts and settled down with a bowl of warm stew and a mug of mead.
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