A report from a scout of First Light, spattered in blood
Survivalist Riches,
They give chase. Barely escaped.
Your visions of ships and dark riders prove wise. Armor-clad warriors infest these lands for some dread purpose at the behest of some Lord Commander.
These ‘Varangians’ are brutality incar...
The Scout's Report Page A report from a scout of First Light, spattered in blood - on New World Guide Database of Lore
Survivalist Riches,
They give chase. Barely escaped.
Your visions of ships and dark riders prove wise. Armor-clad warriors infest these lands for some dread purpose at the behest of some Lord Commander.
These ‘Varangians’ are brutality incarnate. I was captured and tortured. Their methods were... dear God...
The hulking fiend named Sir Rulav was worst of all. His laughter will haunt me like a wraith.
The violence to my flesh tore a hole in my soul. I feel all that is me spilling out an ounce at a time. It will not be long before I join the Lost.
I tried to speak familiar names, and all I heard were moans...
If indeed my fate is to enter the damnation of purgatory, I hope some figment of my life in your service echoes in my cold mind and heart.
Semper Servus,
Scout Desdemona
