A ending and a new start.

After speaking out about the local dictator, being capture in the middle of the night and meonshipthrown in the stockades for a short stint, being put on a ship is not so bad. Being the son of a noble can be helpful in some situations. No money to my name and really no name I can use, I guess ill pick a new one and see where this goes.

 

 

 

Good bye Port Zert, Good bye Meracydia.

 


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