Standing at the barracks waiting for others to show for dutiesI got bored. I took my war fork in hand and headed to the local dungeon where some winged foul wenches lived to collect their coin for the Covian Coffers. Once there I stepped in side weaving here and there avoiding the flame pits till I was clear of them. Was not but a second after passing them my work begain as the first of these winged wenches caught me in her sights.
Moving on in a rage as they now come for me thinking me an easy meal. How wrong with are.
After some time my back pack was getting quite heave so I figured I should head back and take a cound of what was collected. Back at the barracks I dumped all the coins from my pack and began counting. The ending count of the collected coins was Ten thousand, eight hundred and fifty six coins.
*Signed* Kelban Silverleaf: Guardsman Recruit
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