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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 21:23:38 GMT -5
The Rangers glare at the wildlings but remain stationed at their places. There are nearly twice as many Northern men-at-arms then Night's Watch.
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Post by Horas on May 31, 2009 21:31:17 GMT -5
A brown haired woman wearing what is obviously mail looted off the corpse of a Night's Watchman spits at the closest ranger's feet as she passes. A few other wildlings nearby chuckle.
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Post by The Smith on May 31, 2009 21:33:16 GMT -5
The ranger glares but a Northman reached out and place a hand on the other's shoulder.
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