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Posted by on 2000 Jun 10 |

Defeated at the NW gate

(Crossing, Zoluren: 291 Skullcleaver 361)

A tall, proud looking man walked into the tavern with a somber look on his face. He sat at the bar and order a drink. Baresh took note of his sadness and engaged him. "You look like you could use a kind ear. Tell me your troubles."

The man looked at him with sad eyes. "I was just at the NorthWest Gate fighting with the S’Lai. I never seen so much chaos…"

"What happened there?"

"I can’t really be sure. We were strong there. At least 40 of us. When a footsoldier or warrior would come, he’d be dead b’fore I even got a shot off." He stared blankly into his glass.

"Keep going." Baresh smiled to refresh the young adventurer.

"Then they came in force. Still we were winning easily, just because of the numbers we had…but…Then it all changed." He shifted in the stool. "Someone cast Fire Rain. I’m not sure if it was from our side or theirs. But it struck down most of us within 30 seconds." He looked at the ground. "There was nothing we could do. After they killed us, they just vanished."

"That’s terrible!" Baresh looked shocked at the statement.

"Aye, it was. If you ask me, we should become more organized in case this happenes again. Something tells me it will, and that this isn’t even close to what it will be when they try to take Crossing for real."

He threw some coins on the counter and stood. "I hope we can defend this place. Tis my home. But after what I saw happen, something has to be done to keep it safe. I hope we can do something in time…" He stolled out, still looking at the ground.

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Baresh started working at the Wren’s Nest when it first opened in 349AL. He’s been hearing the news and pouring drinks ever since then.