INKTOBER Day 13 – KIND
“The Ork raids in the north were too much. They recruited the locals to hunt green skins before the winter winds started and it would be a one-month campaign to clear the area. In that, the recruits were given little, fielding their own weapons much of the time, and as Aslo and Hemmel walked through the town, their stomach rumbled. They wonder what rations they should take. In that, a small hand tapped Aslo’s side and there stood Mino, the baker’s son handing out bread to the men, with a smile. “
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