Feb 2010 Once upon a time.. In fact it was just this morning, a beautiful sunny morning at that, a certain young man by the name of Julius_Ominus stirred in his bed and looked over at the sundial in his yard with a sleepy yawn. Suddenly he sat bolt upright and looked at the sundial again.. "Nine in the morning already?!?!" He leaps out of bed and scrambles to his wardrobe, yanking on his ragged peasant's clothes, and throwing a few pounds into a small sack he dashes for the door, quickly locking it. It's the day he's been waiting for - the day in which he finally travels again, he has sat around in Girvan for a long time now. After his father's death and then the rapid take over of their estate, followed by the extermination of his family, he had went into hiding and mourned the death of those he loved. Praying that the ones responsible may one day be bought to justice he had taken refuge in the abbey, where the kindly monks had given him some bread and 50...
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