The Greatest of Emotions

The hall rang with their revels. A frantic manic clashing of noise and energy.

The fires were stacked high, filling the centre of the space with flickering flames. Food and drink were there in abundance and consumed with avarice intent. Two groups of bards were set at either end of the hall their performances setting a discordant drone as the collections of lordling placed demand after demand on them to change the tone to their own personal tastes. Everywhere there were weapons and armour, carelessly discarded as the warhost had returned from their raid, taking their spoils to wherever they might enjoy them best.

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