Plotline: Main
Type: Social
Few things are as annoying as watching your System sell back evolutions for half the biomass it took to purchase them. My well-fed trait went into remission on the third day. Technically, just after the third midnight, while I slept.
During that time, the enemy securely drilled inside their own walls.
"When was their last attack?" I asked Kan Tsuo, a spearwoman and the person our sergeant had told me to direct all my questions to.
She blinked. "Just before harvest week. Three days prior, this one thinks. So... two weeks and four days ago." <1>
I sighed, resting my chin on a crenelation. "It doesn't look like they have many siege engines." I said.
"Not many of the larger ones, no. But those things that look like large crossbows, those can fire over the wall."
Okay, so Starry Writing has decided NOT to let me sign a non-exclusive contract. I don't understand why; I'd rather the people I do business with honor their contractual commitments.
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