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Shroud of Dishonour by Maureen Ash5/21/2023 ![]() His confrere regarded him worriedly as he followed in his wake. The dark-bearded man’s stride seemed confident as they reached the main street and started down its length, but there was a nervous agitation about his movements that belied his certainty. Their faces were shrouded by the hoods so that only their beards could be seen, one dark in colour, the other tinged with a coppery hue. Under their cloaks they were lightly armed, each wearing a dagger at his belt. They were both brothers of the Order and wore black cloaks with hoods over plain dark tunics from which the Templar insignia had been removed. ![]() ![]() Just before midnight, two figures slipped out of the postern gate and melted into the darkness of the city streets. The Templar Commandery on the southwest side of a Cre lay still and silent under the silver shimmer of a crescent moon. ![]()
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