Myrrka:
Parthenius's Band defend against brigands assault
In the cold hours before dawn the sharp scent of gorse flowers hung in the air. The hills are white quilts, beautiful and deadly. One ruthless brigands, apparently startled. Blades flashed in the uncertain light. When it ended, the way was clear. The victors claim 24 coin worth of plunder.
Parthenius's Band, brigands