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4. Rats Will Reign
Jarl Isenhart looked with fury upon the group of youths gathered in his hall. In front of them was his cousin’s son, Athelgar. By the jarl’s side stood Athelstan, Eumund, an older man with similar features as Athelgar, and lastly a tall man with strong arms and cold eyes. Unlike the others, he was dressed in common garbs with leather above his tunic as armour.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
3. Young Man's Folly
As the days passed, the feast of summer solstice drew near. The city became packed with travellers, and every room was occupied. There was a constant stream of pilgrims entering the Temple and the Hall of Holies, and the priests received countless gifts and offerings. The many peasants from the countryside mostly gave food or cloth, which they grew or produced on their own plots of land. City-dwellers typically gave coin as they could spare it or items made by their craft. A cobbler could leave a pair of shoes, a potter might glaze his best work and place it on the altar, while a weaver would bring a tunic as an offering. The priests took what they needed to feed and clothe their own members, and they spent the coins on buying what else they required. The rest, primarily the food and items of clothing, they distributed among the poor. This was mostly done by the beggar priests in Lowtown, named this way either because they tended to the needs of beggars or because they often were beggars themselves, asking for alms they might give to their flock.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
2. When Eagles Sleep
Godfrey walked through the city to Lowtown in the evening glow. He followed the Arnsweg through the Temple square, down the hill, and across the bridge to the slums. Leaving the wide main road, he entered the winding alleys. Lowtown was trapped between the river and the southern city walls, which meant that houses had been erected wherever possible. The whole district was a maze, which the city guard might patrol but never control. It was easy for outsiders to get lost in the crooked turns and streets of Lowtown, never to be seen again.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
1. Journey's End
All roads eventually led to Middanhal. Silk, spices, ivory, cotton, and precious gems first reached the city-state of Alcázar before travelling by ship north through perilous seas to arrive at the shores of Adalmearc. For some the journey ended here, selling their goods for others to transport further on and in turn buying wool, linen, timber, and dye to bring back. Others moved from seagoing ships to river transports and continued further inland, forming a convoy of various travellers banding together for comfort and safety. It took weeks sailing on the rivers upstream, and often the ships were pulled by spans of oxen walking on the riverbanks.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
Richard Sorge, King of Spies (2)
Sorge is in China After Sorge became a Soviet spy, he was mainly responsible for collecting intelligence and was sent to different countries to carry out missions, and set up a foreign spy network. After a series of successful missions, the Soviet spy chiefs of the time decided to send Sorge on a special mission to the East, to China.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in FYI
Richard Sorge, the king of spies
He collected intelligence for the Soviet Union successively in European countries, China and Japan, and accomplished numerous outstanding tasks. The intelligence that "Japan will declare war on the United States" he obtained in Japan played a crucial role in saving the Soviet Union and even reversing the situation of World War II.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in FYI
Us-japan aircraft carrier spy war
First, the hero saves the beauty In 1936, Stooves, a British MI5 agent, was sent to Tokyo, Japan, disguised as a mechanical engineer to spy on the Japanese. However, because of the rampant militarism of Japan, the Japanese people are very wary of foreigners, so Strowus wandered in Japan for two years, but did not achieve much.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
"Ghost Troops" in World War II
On June 6, 1944, Allied forces landed in Normandy, France, opening the second world war. A few days later, two Frenchmen riding bicycles through the cordon of Special Unit 23 of the United States Army Command were shocked to see four American soldiers lifting a Sherman tank weighing about 40 tons. "The French were kind of dumbfounded, obviously waiting for our side of the story," said Arthur Hillston, one of the American soldiers. "I told him, 'The American army is strong.'"
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in FYI
The most Beautiful Nude
As soon as Cotillard set foot in England, she attracted the attention of the British from the nobility to the common people. People flocked to her motorcade's route, hoping to catch a glimpse. Cotillard's magnificent carriage was heavily covered with curtains. The Londoners had a way. They stood up in the air, they found the most famous painter, and when the wind lifted the curtains, they saw Cotillard's face, and the painter painted her.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in FYI
Kingsman in Sohar prison
When he reached the Sohar station, Finley found the sentries there, wooden and unguarded, huddled under their woolen coats as if afraid of the cold. He breezed up to the third flFinleyoor, where, according to reliable sources, the target Intel is in room 13.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
Thai boxing champion
In Bangkok, there is a boy named Ah Bao, learn Muay Thai since childhood, skill is quite good. One day, A Bao was walking along the Chao Phraya River when he suddenly saw someone fall into the water. A Thai boxer with a blue headband appeared upstream and rushed down the fast-flowing river. Ah, Bao hurriedly from the waist of the twisted rope to the river, and pulled him up. The Thai boxer, whose name is Bayyu, was rescued from the shore, vomiting and pointing his finger upstream, looking anxious. A Bao entrusted Bayyu to the residents of the shore, and then hurried to the past.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
