rusty steel
There is loud cries and shouting in the north. Women are crying and the old men frown about the meaning. News of the war hadn't been good, lately. The battle Citala was a bitter defeat. Has the enemy overrun Silbermark? The people in the north have packed their stuff and are prepared to leave and burn their homes.
Fierce is the shouting and smoke is rising. Then messengers are coming. They wear Ulmish gear! So, the worst fears have come true. But behold, these are faces well known in the realm, these are some of our own chieftains! Have they betrayed us?
They are cheering and a joyful rage is in them. Then their voices could be heard. Victory! Victory! they cry showing their trophies. The enemy, thinking our forces were scattered and easy prey, found our ranks stronger than before! Few of the once mighty steel warriors live to tell the story of their disaster. Will they dare to present themselves before their chieftains?
Though this battle was won, Ulm is not defeated. Yet.
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