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Paddy the Scot

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Hordeland
Mar 2001 time: 14:33
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The crisp air is broken by the sounds of horses in the stable.
With the patience that is required of a Royal Dispatch Rider, the Sultan's senior courier stands at easy along the border of the Austrian Empire, just a hard days ride from Belgrade.
The troop have been at this border village for almost a day now. One of the understandings is that there is no time frame on dispatches getting through. Yet Captain Emre knows the importance of awaiting the Royal Email Address, that will allow them to deliver the Sacred Save into the hands of the Austrian Court.
Although well aware of his duty, he knows that if he can get this next part completed, then he, and the men of his troop, will be able to spend several days enjoying the delights of Mostar, on the Adriatic Coast.
Then along the road comes sweeping a troop of Austrian Hussars.
Their Captain dismounts with great flair.
Kind / Diplomatic words are passed along by both sides.
Papers and satchels are exchanged.
With this transaction completed, the Austrian troop remounts, turns and heads back north.
Captain Emre looks to the sky, and ponders a moment, could this become a regular occurance? Should I get my brother to set up a small Inn here?
With a sharp whistle, he calls his troop to order.
"Ok lads, lets us see what the young ladies of Mostar are doing for the coming week!"
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