by elonweis » Tue Sep 20, 2011 8:30 pm
"An army," the young woman replies, looking slightly pale as they continue to argue. "They say that it is behind them, that they've destroyed the city of Kottaram, where they came from. They have information, but the city is full and the guards do not know if they are demons or not. The refugees say that they will submit to the Test of Ivory and that they can pay. They call for compassion, asking that the guards at least let in the women and children..."
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The refugees clothes had been fine one, gold cloth and silks. It was hard to tell if the style of their clothes were different from any other people in the city, there were so many already from all over the Kingdom that it had become a muddled mess. The chests on the backs of the pack-mules, despite the dust and mud, were beautifully carved. The horses had once been fine animals, but they looked tired after the journey from wherever they came.
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