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Sunday, 24 November 2019

Attack by a Vagabond Army

Sheriff Marc had stubbed his toe on a wayward lance protruding out from a dead man's chest.

He cursed audibly and then returned to his employ, examining the coffers brought forward by the taxationers of the county. They were showing to be more than ample and his garnishing would be prosperous this season.

His two cases were identical black leathered chests - save that one bore the King's crest, and the other, mysteriously, had nothing ascribed to its owner.

The next day the outward-bound coach sent to convey the monies was found abandoned at the side of a stream. The driver had maintained that he and his company were besieged by a vagabond army that had leapt out from the forest, released their horses, and taken the caskets fast away.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

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