| July the 2nd Warm summer rain batters down as Reed walks from the doorway of the Abbey in Yew
It was almost a month since the Regiment was disbanded. When told his services were no longer needed by the king Reed hit the bottle quite hard and was seen drunk for a few days without a sober period. At the end of his alchohal fueld rampage on local women the looks of disgust finaly penetrated and he realised he had to sober up and start a new life, without the Marksmen Regiment. He heard of what the Monks at the Abbey could do, help cure a dependancy on Ale. He traveled to Yew with the worst hangover anyone could imagine and met with a Monk there. "I.. eh.. I like ale too much..... oh.. and women"
"Come child, i can help thee with thine habbits"
After nearly a month he emerged a stronger, better man, picked up his quill and a piece of paper and wrote a letter, to an old friend.
__________________ RAAAAAA!
Last edited by Reed; 04-07-07 at 07:16 PM.
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