The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The sword bit deep. Blood sprayed. Maren wiped her eyes. She was not supposed to be here. Not in the Hall of Judgement. Not in the white robe. Not with the weight of the Oath on her shoulders. The crowd roared. A low, guttural sound. Like wind in a dry well. Maren looked at the accused. He was young. Too young. His name was Elias. He stood trembling. His hands were bound. His face was pale. Not...

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