A Formal Army for the Birth of a Nation


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He waited until midday, after the guards had eaten lunch and another farmer had come to add his name to the list. The man hemmed and hawed uncertainly, gruffly belligerent about his illiteracy until one of the guards had to write down his information, and when he was done the farmer continued to harangue his neighbors.

With both of the guards focused on the farmer, it was as easy as shooting sleeping conies in a basket.

From the shadow of the temple doorway the older boy leaned out just far enough to sight along his sling before letting the thick, blobby pellet loose. The barest tap of telekinesis as it left the pouch kept it flying straight and true, and he was already off around the corner and running before it hit.

The shaved-thin pig's bladder struck the sign up sheet dead center, splattering thick, smelly ink across the page and obscuring the names and information that had been written on it so far, possibly even spattering onto the nearby guards as well.


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A Formal Army for the Birth of a Nation - by NPC - 06-18-2019, 11:24 PM
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