Champions of the Era

Game Master Mr. Nomington

The rough tundra covers much of the land. A cloudy sky hangs over a gloomy landscape. A soft wind that tickles the grass graces your neck as you make your way just over a rise. On the other side lies a small farming hamlet, the would be perfect place for a nights rest after a long treck on this unforgiving earth. You remember your own home and as you play the scene of it in your head, screams are heard within the town. As you look up past the houses you see a group of 3 brigands closing in on the hamlet, "A champion of the era... protecting sheep and cattle." you think sarcastically to yourself as you draw your weapon while watching a farmer try and spear a brigand with a pitchfork, but clearly struggling. "Alright boys!" You shout aloud to the others behind you. "Our brothers started early!" You finish as your group of brigands begin to charge down the hill.



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