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[Tarothin Armunn]

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Even though Tarothin was indeed irritated after finding out that some of the mines had collapsed under hidden traps, he was not fully upset. Though the extra ore would have sped along their campaign, it was something that was an added extra so to speak.

To not have planned for that possibility would have shown him to be a fool. All they did was make those that were behind and some in Vesper to work double shifts until they were cleared once more. All it did was slow one part of their campaign.

For months they have been stockpiling ore with the taxes that they had gathered. They had enough for the meanwhile.

The triangle foundation has been laid. The Northern corner now theirs and his eyes looked upon the next few marks on the map infront of him.

He had already discussed his plans with Imryrr and Mairsil. Much wood will need be gathered. See that the tree's just outside our western borders are cut first.

[Imryrr Armunn D|O]

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The household Imryrr was in was bright with torchlights of the small crowd of citizens that stood with her. She glared down at the old couple and their teenage grandchild with cold contempt.
"You were warned. All within the empire were warned.! Only the Dark Order are allowed passage in and out of DarkCove's walls until our little surprises are built."
Pointing a finger at the granddaughter, Imryrr questioned,"I wish to hear the reason what you considered so important to risk your family's life for and leave the walls of the town."

Sarafina bowed low to the ground, her knees trembling. The tall woman's white on white eyes unnerved her, and so she avoided eye contact when she answered. "Metaou and I are to be betrothed. Plans....we had to finalize our plans before the wedding. He...he lives outside the walls. I had to go to him m'lady. I had to."

Imryrr's brow lowered in annoyance. "A boy? You disobeyed the Dark Order to see a boy? That is illogical. Foolish." Imryrr paused a moment to think. Her gaze left the young girl and went instead to the grandfather. "Since she is obviously incapable of clear thought, I allow you to decide who will be beheaded on the morrow. Yourself for aiding in spawning such stupidity, or your foolish granddaughter. You may give the jailer your answer anytime before dawn tomorrow."

She walked out of the small house to the sounds of sobbing by the grandmother and her granddaughter. Approaching one her soldiers, she leaned forward and tilted her head slightly. "Whatever his dicision, the surviors are to spend the rest of their life in jail for their offense. No food rations. We cannot afford to waste them on prisoners when we have an invasion on the near horizon."
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