blogkun-Hai

A low fire burned, concealed within the small grove. The commander of the Blogkun-Hai group shielded his eyes from the others around the flames. We have failed. Not only didn’t we found the rod that we needed to find but our task of keeping secrecy has also been foiled. Only twenty-two remained, meaning that nine were either killed or made a runner. It doesn’t really matter though. Master will punish us, again and again.

“Two days!” Bill was at it again it seems. “For two stinking days we have been standing here!” Captain Harrow looked over towards the crier of bad news. Most of the boys stood around him, listening to Bill’s well thought over arguments. “The green cloaks have only harassed us till now! Yet we will not e breathing for much longer if we stay ‘ere! My life isn’t worth 50 stinking coins and neither are the lives of you all!” About half of the listeners were cheering when Bill finished.