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Friday, February 6, 2004

Story 2
The sound of retreat from our enemy, caused a loud burst of morale amoung our troops. Their victorius cries could be heard for miles, every troop yelling at the top of their lungs over the win. We were not able to celebrate for long though, as Malef, the leader of the Crusadrian brotherhood ordered all of us to gather our things from our tents, because we were moving out again. There was one thing, I had to show Malef before we moved out though. I began to wonder through the camp looking for him, when I felt a hand placed on the back of my shoulder. It was Malef, and he found me. " Tevon, looks like you saw a lot of action out there. Why are you not gathering your shit and heading out with the others?" he asked me, having a little worry in his tone. I turned to face him and dropped Syrian's gun on the ground. " I come to give you this. I put Syrian out of his misery and I know you know why." He nodded his head slightly and gave me what he what he was going to save for me, now. He reached into his back pocket and placed a ranking medal on my shoulder. " Your my second in command now. Lafger Tevon." I was caught by surprise by this promotion, but I did not let it get to my head, I just nodded towards him and thanked him. " Now, get your shit Tevon. We beat the Xaneds' army once, but they will come back and with more force" I walked off not saying anything, just carrying Syrians' pistol with me and my Tristan rifle as I rejoined the line of troops heading north. To where our rendezvous is.
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