It was not quite evening as the outlaws made their way back towards the camp from the small village of Nettlestone. The forest was peaceful, as the birds nested for the evening, and the atmosphere of the forest was relaxing after another long, hard day of doing what they did best - robbing the rich to give to the needy.
They’d gone to Nottingham
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Yep, that's Much! Gotta love him. You captured him so well in the descriptive text and in the dialogue. Wonderfully written!
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