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... e it, no banners raised at first light, no orders carried by runners bearing the authority of the Great Chieftain. It came instead in whispers that hardened into resolve, in glances shared across dying campfires, in hands that lingered on weapon grips longer than necessary.
By the time the first pale light of dawn crept over the land, the choice had already been made.
They rose early, the newcomers.
Not as a single clan, not as a disciplined warband, but as a loose gather ...
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