Outside the walls of Hanrahan town, Dame Sybyll brought her advancing army to a halt atop a small rise just five hundred paces from the west gate of Hanrahan town.
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A trumpet blast from Ipiktok's Tuscans not only signalled the army's stop, but echoed across the whole of Hanrahan Town and the valley in which it sat, signalling the drummers at the edge of the wilderness to pause their steady, rhythmic march while Dame Sybyll's forces rearranged themselves for the assault.
