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ROLEPLAY
Word came from the North that the Aridnes were pillaging and burning every village and town on their way south. They had no care or mercy for the innocent as they cut a bloody trail all the way to my modest village of Sothor. My father, the king, had seven sons and only I, as a daughter.
“You don’t need to fight, leave it to your brothers, Asha,” he'd said to me.
Johan, first in line to the throne had even taken the sword, though his wife begged him not to. He’d sired twin sons a moon ago, thus ensuring the succession of our line.
The twins were a treasure, reminding me of the good that could still be found in others. A good I am now determined to preserve.
How could I not fight with such precious lives on the line?
Ignoring my father’s orders I took up my shield and sword and ran to the Sapian hills, a place I consider a sanctuary, where I still felt the touch of my blessed mother who had passed away when I was girl. Here I would bless my weapons before the fight came to my door, asking the gods to make my sword arm swift and my shield arm steady.
“Asha!” Came a cry that echoed throughout the lands.
I looked up to see Yoshua, a shadowy figure at the crest of the Sapian hills. There was only one reason he’d interrupt such a sacred act.
The Aridnes... were here.
