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“As seasoned troops, the survivors of the [[Drakov's First Invasion | first invasion]], we were kept close to the [[Darkonese frontier]]. The unpleasant assignment took an ugly turn after a few weeks. Whenever we would raise our heads up out of the muck to assume the slightest offensive posture, a flock of [[Vlad Drakov | Drakov’s]] beloved [[zweifalk]], only no longer living and partially stripped of their plumage, with eldritch [[runes]] inscribed upon their bared flesh, would swoop down, seeking to maim and terrorise. Magically and mundanely, with fell enchantments and with claws and beaks, | “As seasoned troops, the survivors of the [[Drakov's First Invasion | first invasion]], we were kept close to the [[Darkonese frontier]]. The unpleasant assignment took an ugly turn after a few weeks. Whenever we would raise our heads up out of the muck to assume the slightest offensive posture, a flock of [[Vlad Drakov | Drakov’s]] beloved [[zweifalk]], only no longer living and partially stripped of their plumage, with eldritch [[runes]] inscribed upon their bared flesh, would swoop down, seeking to maim and terrorise. Magically and mundanely, with fell enchantments and with claws and beaks, they would seek to steal our sight, their frightful presence often sufficing to put our bravest to ignominious flight.” | ||
-[[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for desertion from the [[Falkovnian army]], describing his posting to the [[Drogash front]] | -[[Gustov Petroff]], [[hawkmaster]] and [[horse smuggler]] wanted for desertion from the [[Falkovnian army]], describing his posting to the [[Drogash front]] | ||
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“As seasoned troops, the survivors of the first invasion, we were kept close to the Darkonese frontier. The unpleasant assignment took an ugly turn after a few weeks. Whenever we would raise our heads up out of the muck to assume the slightest offensive posture, a flock of Drakov’s beloved zweifalk, only no longer living and partially stripped of their plumage, with eldritch runes inscribed upon their bared flesh, would swoop down, seeking to maim and terrorise. Magically and mundanely, with fell enchantments and with claws and beaks, they would seek to steal our sight, their frightful presence often sufficing to put our bravest to ignominious flight.”
-Gustov Petroff, hawkmaster and horse smuggler wanted for desertion from the Falkovnian army, describing his posting to the Drogash front
Descriptive text contributed by cure to John W. Mangrum's Teeny Tiny Tales of Terror project (posted on the Fraternity of Shadows message board).
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