The city is in an uneasy and anxious mood. Constance arrived in tears this morning after Kestrich informed her that three brigades were overrun just two days march south. Every public square and tavern is talking of evacuating and abandoning Targonor. Even this late in the evening, I hear the commotion of tradesman and families loading their wagons and pack animals as they prepare to head out through the Eastern gate.
Earlier tonight, I quenched the fire in the forge as Mother, Milus, and Constance began loading the tools into our wagon. The moment I placed the anvil into the wagon, I felt the finality of the situation. Targonor will be no more. We leave with the artisan caravans for the highlands in the morning. However, I find myself unable to rest knowing the journey will be long and the uncertain future that tomorrow brings.
Submitted by
Iadien
Date
9/1/05
Source
Vanguard: Saga of Heroes Web Lore
Notes
From margin lore: #11
