The road back from the Border Skirmish was long, painfully so and when the wounded had been returned to their rooms Arbok found herself in what seemed like endless days slowly being fed and healed, almost too weak to empty her own chamber pot.
So when the time came when The Order deemed she was...
It had been more than embarrassing.
To not only be taken from the battle in a wagon for the wounded but to take this long with her own recovery was compounded failure in her own eyes.
For all her strength and prowess the skirmish had humbled Arbok thoroughly.
So today she was advised to meet...
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