So...This be Cove?!
Let me just say...I like it! Noticed a leaflet in my home town, Britain!
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Join BoC!*
I decided, what the hey....Time for an adventure. I left the shackles of british Politics and society behind as i stepped through the portal. Minoc was my destination, a rough place, ever since the battle.
This roughness only amplified by the fact that i had never left Britain!
Running along the road was a cold and hard task. Nevertheless, my self-made clothes kept the cold out.
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Cold seems to burden Cove!*
After i had ran off the worst of the cold, i noticed a few brigands up ahead. A fairly pretty young lady stepped forward and, to my suprise, pulled out a sharp blade! Demanding my gold and cloth, or my life would be forfeit! Cheeky blighters.
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"Don't be stupid now!"*
I finally reached the barracks, a wallet lighter, Frostbitten and frustrated with what Cove ahd turnt out to be! I made an attempt to join, and while writing this, i am still standing out in the cold on your front step!
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"Get yer butt's here!*
*A little slip of leather with writing of the finest quality is tacked to the board!*
Edward O'shea, Bloody freezing tailor!!
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