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THE OATH 07210

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Product: The Oath 07210

The Oath 07210

Dungeon Dwellers USA
Sculpted by Bobby Jackson

Bones USA: Dungeon Dwellers
  • Made with our Bones USA Injection Process
  • Fantastic surfaces and detail
  • 25mm Heroic Scale Fantasy Miniatures
  • Integral (attached) bases
  • Unpainted plastic models
  • Mid-grey color makes details easy to see
  • Durable and ready to paint right out of the package
  • Excellent selection of player characters and monsters for fantasy roleplayers, miniatures painters, and wargamers

Reaper Miniatures are supplied unpainted.

“The Oath”

The hall was silent, save for the whisper of the wind against the stained glass high above them. A cold light filtered in, pallid as mourning silk. The stone walls bore no banners. The old ones had been taken down after the fall.

The knight knelt, his armor scratched and dull from war, his helmet resting on the ground beside him. One gauntleted hand clutched his sword, point down, like a grave marker. The other hand trembled as he bowed his head.

The queen stood before him, clad not in splendor but in the gray of memory. Her crown was a circle of aged gold intertwined with pearls, worn more in sorrow than in majesty. She raised the sword.

“Rise not as a man of war, Ser Aldric,” she said, her voice quiet, yet cutting through the chill like steel. “But as the last sword of a house no more.”

He dared to look up. “And what would you have me do, my queen, if I am not to bleed for ghosts?”

She touched the flat of the sword to his shoulder. “You will remember. You will bear the name, though no one speaks it. You will ride into the dark not for glory, but because no one else will.”

A pause. Then her voice dropped lower, almost a whisper. “And when the old gods take you, let them find you unbroken.”

The sword lingered a heartbeat longer, then was lifted. The knight bowed deeper.

“I swear it,” he said, though there was no joy in it.

Only silence followed, heavy as the stone beneath their feet.

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