Editing Horn of the Abyss (campaign scenario) (section)

==== Events ====
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| style="text-align:center;" | 6, 27, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | Ambush!<p><center>'''Guardians:''' 150 {{Cn|Rogue|name=Rogues}}, 25 {{Cn|Sharpshooter|name=Sharpshooters|image=Sharpshooter (HotA)}}</center></p>
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| style="text-align:center;" | 8, 19, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | The air in this place is very dusty and dry. It is difficult to breathe. Your soldiers cover their faces with wraps.<p><center>'''Contents:''' -1 {{Morale|-1}}</center></p>
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| style="text-align:center;" | 38, 13, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | After the battle, the pirate army took a short breather. [[Jeremy]] grabbed a small bag in case there was something of value to loot off the fallen. A bottle of tobersk brandy from [[Dagger Wound Islands]], too, in order to make the dragging affair less dragging.<p>Roaming from corpse to corpse, he spotted [[Tark]] nearby. The warrior leaned to each fallen [[Nix]], putting his hand to their chest and saying something barely audible.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: “What are you doing, [[Tark]]?” - [[Jeremy]] chuckled, coming closer.<p>{{Hn|Tark|0=}}: “I send them off to their last journey, by one old custom. So did our ancestors, back in the days when the [[Nixaar Empire]] was still around.”<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: “[[Nixaar]]? Never heard of that.”<p>{{Hn|Tark|0=}}: “When the world was covered by chaos of the [[Silence]], we dove into the [[Endless Ocean]], and there we built our Empire. We were prospering, until Tritons from the [[Plane of Water]] came to attack. The nation was divided. Some died, some fought. And those who survived became slaves of the [[Overlord]]s. Who was once a slave, never forgets what it is like… I fought for freedom of my people, for them to come back to life and prosperity. And now I'm burying them, killed in a new war.”<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: “We are all dying someday. But nothing goes without a trace, I believe. Our deeds will live on forever! - [[Jeremy]] said, smiling.”<p>{{Hn|Tark|0=}}: “Your brother, [[Bidley]], craves power before anything else. And what do you wish for, [[Jeremy Albatross]]?” - asked [[Tark]] suddenly.<p>{{Hn|Jeremy|0=}}: Failing to offer an answer, [[Jeremy]] took a gulp of brandy and went on, but he left the bag behind.</p>
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| style="text-align:center;" | 38, 15, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | Among other troops, a group of [[Nix]] manned the garrison walls. Everybody knew by now that they became mercenaries, ending up serving various [[Regna]]n captains after being liberated from [[Nighon]]. And now they were about to fight their own.<p>[[Tark]], liberator and ruler of [[Nix]], wanted to bring everybody to reason and urged his kinsmen to join his cause.<p>{{Hn|Tark|0=}}: “Brothers, join me, like in the olden days! Trouble will befall one who stands against his brother. I don’t want that.”<p>One of the garrison [[Nix]], apparently their leader, replied:<p>{{Cn|Nix}}: “How is the [[captain]] whose boot you are licking today better than any other? You betrayed your people, [[Tark]]! You deprived us of unity, forcing to join the pirates. I'm not going to kill you for gold. I'll do it because you're a foe!<p>These turned out to be last words of this [[Nix]]. Presently, a cannonball swept him from the wall.</p>
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| style="text-align:center;" | 74, 13, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | {{Hn|Tark|0=}}: "Again we became kinslayers", sighed [[Tark]] at the sight of fallen. He grabbed a spade and started digging a grave. Other [[Nix]] followed suit.
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| style="text-align:center;" | 74, 15, 0
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | Seeing [[Tark]]'s troops approach, the enemy [[Nix]] got up hissing and shouting "No mercy!". All the garrisoned guard were set to launch an attack.
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| style="text-align:center;" | 60, 10, 1
| style="padding-left:7px; padding-right:5px;" | You seem to be going the right way – [[Casmetra]] is hiding just about here.
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