The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The morning air in the village of Oakhaven hangs thick and still, carrying the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves, a smell that has seeped into the very fibers of your wool tunic over the three years you have stood watch at the northern gate. You are not a soldier in the way the men from the capital are soldiers, for they carry swords that sing in the wind and armor that glints like frozen...

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