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==The Last Word== | ==The Last Word== | ||
[[File:Grimoire The Last Word.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire The Last Word.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
{{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade Hunter Shin Malphur to Dredgen Yor during the showdown at Dwindler's Ridge}} | {{quote|Yours...not mine.|Renegade [[Hunter]] [[Shin Malphur]] to [[Dredgen Yor]] during the showdown at [[Dwindler's Ridge]]}} | ||
The Last Word is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again. | The Last Word is a romantic weapon, a throwback to simpler times when steady aim and large rounds were enough to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Of course, some might say that time has come again. | ||
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==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word== | ==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word== | ||
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I'm writing this from memory - some mine, but not all. The facts won't sync with the reality, but they'll be close, and there's no one to say otherwise, so for all intents and purposes, this will be the history of a settlement we called Palamon and the horrors that followed an all too brief peace. | I'm writing this from memory - some mine, but not all. The facts won't sync with the reality, but they'll be close, and there's no one to say otherwise, so for all intents and purposes, this will be the history of a settlement we called [[Palamon]] and the horrors that followed an all too brief peace. | ||
I remember home, and stories of a paradise we'd all get to see some day - of a City, "shining even in the night." Palamon didn't shine, but it was sanctuary, of a sort. | I remember home, and stories of a paradise we'd all get to see some day - of a City, "shining even in the night." Palamon didn't shine, but it was sanctuary, of a sort. | ||
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Drifters came and went. On occasion they would stay, but rarely. | Drifters came and went. On occasion they would stay, but rarely. | ||
We had no real government, but there was rule of law. Basic tenets agreed upon by all and eventually overseen by Magistrate Loken. | We had no real government, but there was rule of law. Basic tenets agreed upon by all and eventually overseen by Magistrate [[Loken]]. | ||
And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial. | And there you have it...no government, until there was. I was young, so I barely understood. I remember Loken as a hardworking man who just became broken. Mostly I think he was sad. Sad and frightened. As his fingers tightened on Palamon, people left. Those who stayed saw our days became grey. Loken's protection - from the Fallen, from ourselves - became dictatorial. | ||
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==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word 2== | ==Ghost Fragment: The Last Word 2== | ||
[[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | [[File:Grimoire GF The Last Word 1-2.jpg|right|150px]] | ||
The man I would come to know as Jaren Ward, my third father and quite possibly my closest friend, came to Palamon from the south. | The man I would come to know as [[Jaren Ward]], my third father and quite possibly my closest friend, came to Palamon from the south. | ||
I was just a boy, but I'll never forget his silhouette on the empty trail as he made his slow walk into town. | I was just a boy, but I'll never forget his silhouette on the empty trail as he made his slow walk into town. | ||
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We could hold our own in a fight, but only the dead went looking for one—a hard truth that cut in direct opposition to our reasons for being so far from anything resembling civilization, much less our safety. | We could hold our own in a fight, but only the dead went looking for one—a hard truth that cut in direct opposition to our reasons for being so far from anything resembling civilization, much less our safety. | ||
The Skiffs had spooked Kressler and Nada, and, in truth, me as well. But, looking back, I think we were all just grasping for any good reason to turn back. | The Skiffs had spooked [[Kressler]] and [[Nada]], and, in truth, me as well. But, looking back, I think we were all just grasping for any good reason to turn back. | ||
Not because we would—turn back—but because it seemed to be our only real hope, and I think we all knew it. | Not because we would—turn back—but because it seemed to be our only real hope, and I think we all knew it. | ||
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PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] unidentified [u.1, u.2, u.3], One [1] unconfirmed. | PARTIES: Four [4]. Three [3] unidentified [u.1, u.2, u.3], One [1] unconfirmed. | ||
ASSOCIATIONS: Breaklands; Durga; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; North Channel; Palamon; Thorn; Velor; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; | ASSOCIATIONS: [[Breaklands]]; [[Durga]]; Last Word; Malphur, Shin; [[North Channel]]; Palamon; Thorn; [[Velor]]; Ward, Jaren; WoS; Yor, Dredgen; | ||
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