Victory !

Anon, Jack and Tereus looked around. At the many corpses, at their dead barbarian friend, At Lord Mourngrym, at the Lady who arrived just now. At the hallway, were Tereus saw a Shadow figure disappear.

Is it finally over ?
The people rose up against their oppressors. They've witnessed their Lord exposed as an imposter while the real Mourngrym has returned.
Four Heroes freed them and led them, one even gave his life.

The city can restock, for Winter has come. Militia again patrols the city's perimeter and the wild is once more tamed by the Circle of Shadowdale and its Pack.

These past few days the Companions gave their all;
They stopped a Zhentarim reinforcement caravan from arriving.
They've killed the Crossroads guardian, and each received a Pegasus as fitting reward.
They stopped a wholesale slaughter, when Forthar decided to intimidate the citizens.
They charged the Twisted Towers and fought past the guards to stand where they now stand.
Victorious..

Several miles south, High Captain Scyllua Darkhope shouts at her small army;
Forward March ! Trample the Dale, and take no prisoners.

She calls to her minions;
Stay close Ladies, we shall cut off the head of this uprising.

Softly she whispers in her Nightmare mounts ears; Let's go Targaraene, be as Death..