"He barged into a stunned soldier, who balked at the sight of the spittle spewing savage with the tattooed face. The man’s throat was cut before he even had a chance to draw his own blade."
“Tell me, old man,” The Captain had ending his conversation with his man and turned to stare at Strov. “How and why are two men like yourself, who I assume must be locals, carrying military muskets in a place that’s placed a ban on hunting for over a decade? Hm?”
- Ash Harning