Rings of Honor

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It wouldn’t take long for his request to be granted. As he moved toward the bar, he overheard some mentioning a fight. He glanced their way, and spoke in his gruff, strained voice. “I just rolled into town. I could go for a beating.” Almost immediately a stranger piped up, offering a duel which Mord...

He hated being new in town. In fact, he didn’t know what was worse, being new in town, or putting up with the abuse of a cruel master. All his life he had served him. Sure, he was sold at a young age to become an “apprentice”…but all he’d learned was to fight, and take a beating. Yet, he hated being...