09-13-2023, 05:35 PM
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A year.
It was all the time that The Order required, to do right by their promise to the Dorian warriors and their Warmaster.
The price of diplomacy.
For despite the presence of Dawnstone´s Scaleguard circling what remained of Camp Invictus, a convoy of carriages and carts, along with a small flotilla of sailboats would reach the camp, by land and river, unbothered.
Their purpose became clear, as the armored riders packed up tents and loaded them onto the carts, and as homes were emptied and their belongings were loaded onto the ships.
It was a somber affair, for this was not a victory, but instead a compromise.
It took a month of work, before the convoy left for the last time, flanked by some of the last residents of the camp, but even in low numbers it mattered little.
For even if the remaining children of Doria do not number in the hundreds, they were still worth thousands.