Rain poured down from the heavens. Water saturated the dirt road and turned it into a muddy hell. At an unfortunate crossroad near Viret, a caravan sat trashed and nearly demolished. The guards that escorted the caravan sat as corpses all around. Virak’s banner hung on their chests.
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