Subject: Sir Hardric was in an inn of Borrd when he heard the news.
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Posted on: 2016-07-26 21:42:00 UTC

At first, he thought it was some mistake. Then a sick joke. Then he denied it could even be possible.

But there was no possible way to avoid the sad reality. His country was now nothing but a den of Marizu, its former glory now completely forgotten.

It took him quite moment to collect himself, but once it was done, he went in his room in order to take Legard, the tome of Nicodelli and donning his armor. He then exited the inn, putting on his burgonet helmet. Saving Air'ihpotre could be impossible, but surely some sort of revenge could be found...

(I'll take HP badfic suggestions. I've no doubt about finding something bad enough, but if someone want to see some badfic missionned to oblivion...)

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