Post by Sunstrider on Aug 4, 2007 15:03:08 GMT -5
"A service to your country. A glorified scouting operation." Strider had said to himself in mockery of the Regional Commander. He and 11 other crusaders were headed south from LebonWaith to the Uncharted Lands. The life expectancy for new crusaders was three weeks.
This would be his last task.
They had been on the march for three days already and soon they would be deep enough in the Uncharted Territories to meet a few problems. Well... more than a few. Enough to kill all 12 of them.
This would be his last task.
They had been on the march for three days already and soon they would be deep enough in the Uncharted Territories to meet a few problems. Well... more than a few. Enough to kill all 12 of them.