Fort near Mercerston, County of Parratt, Year 1250

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A soldier of about thirty-years-old was atop the short 3-feet ramparts, looking at the lush fields of yellow outside of the walls, as the sun started to go down, the skies a mix of yellow, red and orange.

Another day of dullness down. Garrison Commander Eric thought to himself as he looked blankly in the distance. At the very least the new recruits know what end to thrust with a spear. He snorted at the thought. Whatever. I need to finish some paperwork. He sighed. Time to go back to my office. He thought to himself as he got down from the ramparts and went to his office.

He soon sat down, and started looking through the paperwork. Let's see... Some random farmer has put a notice about some thief that has taken one of his chickens. I might send Theodore to investigate this on the morrow. He thought to himself as he signed the paper.

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Another one... Erniston requests a group of soldiers to deal with some bandits and.. direwolves that have robbed and killed folk respectively on the road to the town. I will send some of the recruits with Henry leading them.. though I am worried about the direwolves. He thought as he signed the paper.

After finally sorting through all of the paperwork, it was already night. Eric yawned as he got up from his seat. Time to rest. He thought to himself as he went into his bedroom. He soon fell asleep.

The Next Day

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Hello! This story will serve as a side project for when I'm not working on A Cascade of Steel, or when I can't really think of anything to write about.

Like with A Cascade of Steel, expect an erratic upload schedule.