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[Lord Fong]

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Fong stood at the docks and watched as the first fleet sailed slowly vanished from view, Fong stood in silence and allowed the cold ocean spray to dampen his clothing. A slight chill ran up his back as a breeze blew in from dagger isle to the north. His thoughts were no longer filled with anger, but with fear. The first set of ships would not be on the sea long, and soon they would find themselves in a hellish war zone, battling back the foulest of creatures from the isle of Nu’jelm. It had seemed in the wake of the regent reclaiming Britain, and apparently abandoning Nu’jelm, the once beautiful palace, and sand covered island was now a swamp of demons, wisps, and Dark Gardians. “May the light of Honesty guide you back home, brave soilders. Your blood will not be spilled in vein.” A small cough could be heard behind him.
“sir, the second fleet is ready to sail to Britain.” the harbor master said.
“Very good, double check the supplies, and I will send word to the troops to begin to board them.” He replied without turning.
Fong sighed and sent his aid to gather the troops. Soon they would set sail.
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It does not require a majority to prevail, but rather an irate, tireless minority keen to set brush fires in people's minds. - Samuel Adams

[Lord Fong]

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the cold steel of talons blade smashed into the back of Fongs head. He fell to the ground as three sanctans crashed down upon him, All he had done was insure adrien had known of the Attacks on Nu'jelm, He was leaving peacfully to head to Nu'jelm to ensure the safty of his troops there. He heard an explotion of potions hitting the troops he was sending to offer additional aid and support.
"why?!" he thought as he tumbled to the ground.
A few moments of blackness passed and Fong awoke, storming back into the castle he found the regent laying in a pool of blood.
"Unfortunite that your allies are such barbarians they cannot accept aid." He said to himself. Still feeling a little shakey he entered the moongate to Minoc, where he awaited his men to bring him the battered adrien, he would pay for allowing Nu'jelm fall into such a horrible state. He would pay dearly.
"Interesting sort of lightbringers, to attack first...Nice peace rally
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It does not require a majority to prevail, but rather an irate, tireless minority keen to set brush fires in people's minds. - Samuel Adams