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The invaders were inside. They were battering down the doors leading to the inner sanctum, the war room that Lady Brilliant Star had used many times to plan out the future of her once-grand city. "Now is the time to leave." She gestured to the escape route with her free hand. Her rapier shook faintly in her other hand.

A few knights remained at her side, refusing her order to flee with grim faces. She snarled at them. "Go, or by the gods above,  I will strip you of your rank!"

The final door began to buck and heave as the intruders assaulted it. "This is your last chance." The invaders probably thought it was meant for them, but it was not. The chance for peace left long ago. One of the knights took her offer and fled, but two remained, drawing their blades and facing the door.

"I'll see you both court-martialed, should we survive." She took a deep breath even as the wood splintered, the door moments from giving, "In death, I will drink at your side proudly." They raised their swords and gave a final salute as the door exploded inwards.

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A little scene that could play out depending on how you decide to do things in book 3 of the AP we're working on.

War is ugly, will your PCs be the worst of it?