Reed

Deamon Hunting

Attending

Reed hadnt been seen around command in some time. Another near impossible foe he was seeking out for his marksmen to slay.

After arriving at an unknown location, thought to be on an island the Marksmen walked into an area enclosed in high walls and then up to a platform with many many stairs going up to it. A man flys past them as they ascend the stairs and is dead as he hits the bottom. All the Marksmen draw their arrows as they reach the top and find a mass of red skinned, horned, winged beasts with fangs like longswords and nails like ... like.... something that is very sharp.

They shoot arrow upon arrow into the beasts and many fall, blood is everywhere and piles of red beasts flow their blood over the stones. Dragons also blight the brave Marksmen but they stand firm with the healing of masters and precission shooting. More beasts fall as the marksmen are backed down the stairs and out of the gates with great fame to be taken from storys to be told of this faithfull night.

*An expertly crafted painting is attatched*



Two merits rewarded to myself for the report and attending.
One merit rewarded to Septimus, Genty and Sylver for attending.

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