Not far from Brownsville on the King's Highway a small path led off and down towards the Plum Valley. Broken down keeps lined the North side of the valley while cave entrances pocked the southern side. Crops sprung up in the middle of the valley.
As they rode closer down the path the main keep became visible. Soldiers rode in a field practicing with bows, others worked on hand to hand combat within the keeps walls. A wall of animal pens was visible on the other side of the keep. Many of the pens were quite large. On the far edge of the valley winged creatures performed aerial maneuvers with soldiers in saddle. Resting peacefully in the center of the valley was a great plum tree flanked by a fountain.
Riding down the path lead into the keep. In passing soldiers stopped and saluted Lt. Raddick. An older man halted the group, Raddick dismounted and saluted.
"I am Drill Sergeant Ermey," he stood at attention and stared at the group, "which of you is the assassin?"
Fox spoke up and was sent with a gentleman named Dagger to the barracks.
"Nera, you will head to the temple and test your faith." he pointed to the building behind the barracks. She nodded and followed suit.
"Groth, I may have to take you on myself." he smiled.
"Lt. Raddick, you will follower your regular regiment."
"Yes sir!" shouted raddick.
"Auren, we may have to send you to concentration camp." shouted the Sergeant.
The group split up for the first time in their travels and braved the mysteries ahead.
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