b'him. Well I suppose it doesnt matter ifthen walked off of the campgroundsJust a kid Theres an Inn a mile in, I youre ready or not, its still coming. Heand went back up onto Brightin, all thecould use this coin to buy you a bed and said, in an attempt to brush it off.while, with his back turned, all he hearda meal. And call me Lucamore, I gave Soldiers, Brothers, and Squire. Arewere rolling heads.you my name for that purpose. Said you prepared to pass the sentence andOn his journey back to the town for aLucamore as he laughed. swing the swords?nice bed and rest, he saw all the walkingSantos smiled and then reluctantly At this, all of Lucamores men alland begging poor looking for a simpletook the coin, As if weary a proposition threw down their scabbards and bentbit of coin or food. He empathized withwas about to be madeBut none came their knees to him, screaming At Yourthem a bit, he had to admit. God, thankfrom Lucamore. Why are you being so Command!you for all youve done for me. Life as akind, Lucamore? Now, thats respect. I reckon these outlesser being had to be tough, he couldLucamore simply smiled, got back on of line peasants know nothing of theonly imagine. His father would laughhis horse, and extended the hand for word.at his pity for these fools (his words)Santos to hop on, because he really did Good. At my command, we com- of course, but something about them,not have an answer that made sense for mence. The mission will be declaredthe feelings they emit, he could nevereither of them. as successful and we can sleep happilyshake. As he continued to walk, he on the road back to the Kingdom.looked to his left and saw a child in a Lucamore went up to Sydney, and wassmall rag for a body cloak, and halted prepared to see his faith linger, his hopehis horse entirely. lost. But as Sydney looked up at him, heCould you spare a penny, sir? saw peace in those eyes.Said the boy. Do you think youll find this level ofLucamore got off his high horse contentment in your station, sir? Doand stared at the little boy for merely you think well find as much resentmentthree or four seconds before he took as yours in the afterlife? I think not. Weout his pouch. You poor soul.lived the right way, we die no other. Names Lucamore, and yours The histories will paint us beautifully mate?Character Creation |And all that glory you seek now will beSantos, good sir! Said the boyFreya Hamiltonan afterthought in the shadow of ourwith shining eyes as he saw the gold rebellion. So go on, preach your falseleave Lucamores pouch and intomonarch. The Usurper turned tyrant.his hands. Our war will not end. On the other hand,Have you got family, Santos? his reign will most certainly. Now goWell I never had no father on, continue with your-His head wasMonday took my mother away.the first to roll. Lucamore granted him Shock, it was. that level of respect at least. A commonGod. How old are you? nobody who had the honor to die by aEleven, good sir. sword sworn by oath to protect a King.Goodness, you look much He spoke well for a peasant. I canyounger. Do you have no home? see why you all followed him. ContinueNo food? to follow him. Men, Finish. LucamoreWe never did, good sir. volume 16 | SPARK 2024-2525'