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Chapter 13: Debates Within; Forces Abound
Chapter 13: Debates Within; Forces Abound
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A long day in the desert. A battle that began as a rout, nearly became a defeat, and then ended in triumph. The Legion was victorious once more, but again many regarded the conquest as a hollow success.
Debate regarding the leadership on the fields of battle continued, but the General would not relent, favoring the Young Captain.
The SpiralHorns marched North back to the Homeland. The scouts of the Legion reported that the Norsemen of the Twin Citidels of the Lakelands were poised to strike.
AvengerRam separated himself from the debates of the day and cast his eyes upon the future. He saw the SpiralHorns on their destined path, and sensed the coming of a storm. He sensed a change in the air, marked by the cooling of the air and the rapid ascent of darkness each evening. The time of the final trials was nearly at hand.
And so AvengerRam spoke to the Legion, and declared: "My friends, we must remain as one, for in the days to come, our trials will increase as the ultimate prize draws nearer. Supreme control of the Western kingdoms is within our grasp, but there is far more to accomplish. I sense a growing force in the East, an old foe clad in Emerald... raptors of war who will stand in our path. I sense a bold presence to the South, lead by a fearless and accomplished old General. I sense a new power near the oceans of the Southeast - predators that seeks the same prize we seek. We must draw together and prepare for the battles that lie ahead."
AvengerRam perceived that many among the Legion appreciated the meaning of his words, but this perception was nearly overshadowed by the din of the debates, raging on without end.
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