Draw your longsword
From Lord Of Utterdom
You draw your longsword and call out to the men. Brigands, the lot of them. You raise the sword to prove your point, but suddenly feel a sting in the middle of your back. The sting grows quickly into a searing pain that creeps up your spine and into your head. You look over your shoulder to find a barbed arrow in your back.
You reach to take hold of it, but the pain is too much. You topple onto the dirt, black out, and when the brigands slit your throat, you aren't even aware as your blood trickles into the dirt.
The End
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