- From the private journal of Captain Orlin Dagahal -
I left the church just over a week ago to come here; the most northern watchtower in Leonia. Its run by an old friend of mine, Captain Jonathon Geer. Jonathon in the mayor of the small fishing village of Cassok and also runs the watchtower. Out here the great halls of Lenonia's capital have little effect on these peoples' simple lives, but Jonathon does his best to uphold the laws of our lives.
Jonathon managed to convince me to stay for dinner, it was lucky that he did. The next morning a group of raiders landed on the coastline. Jonathon summoned what few soldiers he could and we took our positions in the watchtower. The raiders crashed against the tower like water on rock and our defences held. We won the day without losing a single man.
There's something about these raiders though... They had good weapons and were well trained. They weren't your usual Vikings from the Cold Lands. I can remember something from the old lore, about the downward curving horns on their helmet. I'll investigate more when I find a library.
So this is my latest entry to the Kingdom of Ageria project that J Man, Duncan L and myself are attempting. I've not added anything for a while but I plan to pick this up again.
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