by raptor titanus3 » Sat Jan 22, 2011 3:53 am
By this time the Northmen had nearly finished loading their ox carts with all they could carry and were already preparing to leave for home. Meanwhile watching from the shadows, a group of wildmen waited for their chance to sneak in and take what was left. Lokar was aware of their presance since passing out of the "Gates of Midgard" the icy pass that leads into the complex network of passes that flows into "Midgard Superiour" the actual land that is capable of sustaining life. Wildmen were exiles, deserters, runaway slaves, and other misfits in Northmen society. They live off of the weak and remains of raids. With the last of the supplies stowed away Lokar ordered the Soldiers into their positions along the coloumn and with that done ordered the return home. As they left the wildmen crept into the remains of the Germainian town of Susano they would be all that would meet the approching Germainian Army.
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