as written by Tiko
As the sun broke over the crest of the Tananeen Mountains in the east and swept its light across the Dying Sands of Caldonia, it carried with it the tidings of war. The town of Valenar was filled with an armed military presence that walked the streets with guns in arm, and two Tirian militia outposts had been seized under the cover of darkness - their personnel stripped of weapons. Neither had been prepared for the jeeps that had rolled up, or the flood of Shintenchi soldiers that had spilled forth, and both had surrendered without resistance. They had been equipped for dealing with local bandits, not armed military.
From Shintenchi more vehicles were making their way across the Great Sato Bridge into Caldonia, but for all their presence, not a single shot had been fired in the night. Tensions were high, and fear thick in the air for the locals, but the Shintenchi soldiers moved with precision and calculated intent rather than rampant violence.
As the sun broke over the crest of the Tananeen Mountains in the east and swept its light across the Dying Sands of Caldonia, it carried with it the tidings of war. The town of Valenar was filled with an armed military presence that walked the streets with guns in arm, and two Tirian militia outposts had been seized under the cover of darkness - their personnel stripped of weapons. Neither had been prepared for the jeeps that had rolled up, or the flood of Shintenchi soldiers that had spilled forth, and both had surrendered without resistance. They had been equipped for dealing with local bandits, not armed military.
From Shintenchi more vehicles were making their way across the Great Sato Bridge into Caldonia, but for all their presence, not a single shot had been fired in the night. Tensions were high, and fear thick in the air for the locals, but the Shintenchi soldiers moved with precision and calculated intent rather than rampant violence.
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