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Battle for the Summerlands The Prisoner Escapes! |
It all started with a vague rumor.....read more here.
And then, just when we thought all was well, another warning was issued.
Then, the Barony's Children began to notice odd things in the woods....
Finally! We captured one of these creatures, presented it to our Baron and Baroness at Honey War. It refused to talk, and then.....
Whispered magic in crystal cloud, and our captured winterland spy was gone.
A dazzle and shimmer of icy shards sparkling in a million tiny rainbows, dazzling and hypnotizing all around.....for how long were we mystified?
No trace but tiny footprints and mocking bell-like laughter fading in the early evening air. And still no closer to knowing what intentions these hidden, frost ridden lands hold close for our beloved baroness. Only that they watch.... always and ever watch.
We have come to expect the weight of their ever present gaze. The children make a game of finding and counting the bright, jeweled eyes that hide amongst frost rimmed greenery and ice frosted flowers.
Our Barony is under an insidious, cold hearted siege....but we falter not. With Good Strong Heart and Determination, our Baron sets forth his counters to their every move and strives to keep the Heart of his Baroness and the Hearth of the Barony safe and strong. The fighters train mightily and the populace draws even closer in Common Cause. For this Barony is Glymm Mere....We are of the Glorious Kingdom of An Tir and we settle not for less than Honour and Victory in any Challenge we Meet. Whether it be in a war of Sword and Shield or a war for Home and Hearth. We will rise in Glorious warmth and Burn the Ice from our lands so that our Baroness may walk strong and free once more.
Ware the shadows and ice....for Glymm Mere now watches you in return.
