((Follow On of Events from "Finally: the woman, parchment and a messenger come together" > http://laurelinarchives.org/node/13281 <))

Seraile whipped round when he heard steps behind him, only to find a very weather beaten man, walking up to him, warily.

Seraile himself was ragged, worn, his clothes partly tattered; he had been away again, in search for what always evaded him, death, the release from the pain of the world; the slaughter of the North Downs had driven him to madness.

Notable Buildings of the Valley of Combe

as writ by Barton Tanner, Scholar of Combe, and Builder Earur of Combe, T.A. 3014

Notable Persons of the Valley of Combe

As writ by Barton Tanner, Scholar of Combe, T.A. 3018

((This is intended as a reference for RP in Combe, noting NPCs and where they might stand. This is not necessarily true, simply some suggestion as to further RP and immersion.))

The time had come. Swords were sharpened, armors were polished, horses were bridled. After two whole weeks of gathering supplies and warriors, the Eored was ready to depart.