The World of Layonara
In-Character Forums => Rumour Has It => Topic started by: minerva on June 21, 2007, 11:50:15 PM
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In a corner of the local watering hole of Fort Wayefare sits the ususal table of men, drinking into the evening after a long day of work. From the mud on their boots and the cut of their clothes they appear to be farmers or at least men who work the land. Several have deep cuts and scratches on their faces.
"sumthin should be dun bout them".... "Freddie's widow ain't gonna be able to feed her youngins on branches".... "Soon our best land will kill us"....
Murmurs heard from the table as the cheap ale is consumed. After about an hour or so the men head back to their families.