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2nd of Morning Star

The guard led Richton through the streets of Saintsport. On the way, the Lord received some foul looks and occasional jeering from the townspeople in the street.

Eventually, they reached the Lord of Saintsport's manor. The Lord himself was a man in his sixties, bald with a grey goatee and piercing eyes.

"I knew it was only a matter of time before you would finally arrive," he sighed. "Some people just cannot be satisfied with the power they already have, can they?"

5th of Morning Star

"There is nothing to discuss!" The Lancer shouted. The man, a Knight-Captain, was not stupid enough to actually come closer.

"You surrender, or we kill every last one of you like the pagans you are!"

12th of Morning Star

"Oh, I doubt it would be," the man grinned. "We are very creative with our executions."