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A horn sounded. The boats had been sighted by the City Militia and they were informing Darkblade. From the golden walls of the Fortress eyes peered and orders were given. Even before they arrived at the docks being brought by Cencoris Eyvind Redbeard himself already some Marines had jumped into some boats to help and rescue the people on the boats still offshore.
What in Aeternia was going on? Who were the people on the fishing ships? Simple questions thought by a complex man while he headed to the docks. Minutes passed before he reached the beach. There was people running around him, trying to help, others simply staring while some went to call the soldiers. Too late...too late...
The colossal Vagaran approached the nearest person that had arrived at the beach, an old lady holding a bag of clothes. Placing a knee on the sand and leaning to her to help her sit, Eyvind asked politely.
"What happened? Who are you?"
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