Writer's block is a bitch.
One Year Later[]
Over the next year, Gideon, Deacon, Logan, Brandon, and Sever led the Brotherhood of Blood to many victories against the Silent Fang. The entire Southern Bretonnian regiment of the Silent Fang was brought down to just one final headquarters, with all of the others now under the control of the Brotherhood of Blood. The Brotherhood’s forces grew significantly, and they eventually outnumbered the Silent Fang.
After the first year, Logan, Brandon, Gideon, Deacon, and Sever all had long, scraggly hair and beards. All of them except Sever, who still refused to officially join the Blood Brothers, now sported Veteran patches. They all obtained several scars, showing that they were hardened soldiers now.
Gideon was made third in command of the Brotherhood of Blood. Logan attached a scope to his rifle, and took the role of the group’s sniper. His rifle was different than everyone else’s, so he had some difficulty finding a scope that fit, but he eventually did. Logan scratched a tally mark on his rifle for every Silent Fang soldier he put down, which, after the one year mark, was at 25. Brandon, Deacon, and Sever’s positions didn’t change, but they didn’t mind it.
One day, early in the morning on July 24, Logan was sitting at the bar in the White Pony Inn in Ancrya. Aside from the bartender, Logan was the only one there. Not long after, as he was enjoying a nice pint of bitter, Gideon and Deacon joined him, Deacon sitting on his left, and Gideon sitting on his right.
“Hey, Logan”, Gideon said. “Happy belated birthday.”
“My birthday was a month ago”, Logan said.
“I know”, Gideon said. “Brandon told us. How does it feel to be 21?”
“It feels good”, Logan said. “Now I can legally drink alcohol.”
“I’m surprised that you’re not drinking vodka”, Deacon said. “Since you like Harold Jenkins so much, and vodka was his favorite drink.”
“I considered it, but this beer is cheaper”, Logan said before he took a large sip out of his pint, and proceeded to slam it down on the bar. “Let’s go.”
The three of them left the bar, mounted their horses, and went back to the fort. They proceeded to the headquarters, where Ragnar, Vlad, Brandon, and Sever were waiting for them.
“I want to say how proud I am of all of you”, Ragnar said. “This last year has been more successful than I would have ever thought. The Silent Fang is nearly out of Bretonnia. I struck a deal with the military in Bretonnia. They agreed to wipe out the Northern branch of the Silent Fang.”
“What?” Sever asked.
“Is something wrong, Sever?” Ragnar asked.
“Nothing”, Sever said. “I’m just… a little surprised, that’s all.”
“Anyway”, Ragnar said. “We know that there is only one more Silent Fang base in South Bretonnia, but we don’t know where it is, or how to find it. Does anyone have any ideas?”
“I think I may have one”, Logan said. “I think I know of a way that we might be able to capture one of their men.”
“What did you have in mind?” Ragnar asked.
“There is this place in Ancrya called Arminius’ Silver Palace”, Logan said. “It’s… a whore house.”
“Logan”, Gideon said. “You’re a genius.”
“I think that it’s worth a shot”, Ragnar said. “Go there, and ask around.”
“I’m on it”, Gideon said. “Logan, Brandon, Deacon, Sever, with me.”
End[]
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