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Tales of a Bloody Battle at Dunrath


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At a bloody battle with no way to victory,

goes Clearon and his group making history.

 

Twas 15 tribals against 5 from Norland.

So how did Clearon and his comrades with their few armaments against the enemy's onslaught withstand?

 

In order to protect Dunrath against the bloodthirsty adversary,

goes the fearless Clearon, at his side his irregular military.

 

Enemy warriors came with their torches and weapons to attack the gates of the city.

But regardless of enemy numbers, the honorable group of knights beat it.

 

Leading the cavalry goes Sir Uther, and for his God he squeals:

"Malchediælis vult! Gloria in excelsis Deus".

 

Sir Richard, coming along with Sir Uther, begins to utter:

"Take the ones on the left and leave the other side for me to scupper".

 

Behind Clearon was the archer, Sir Ludvig. Aiming his overpower crossbow, he took a lucky shot,

hitting the unfortunate tribal in the head, his body left cold as its brain ends without a splot.

 

Clearon kills a squad of the bastards and is then wounded by one of the belligerents,

and in a fit of rage made this unfortunate enemy insentient.

 

And the other combatant, Madam Rævna, whom had the more enemies around her, takes down more than half,

but reaching the end of the streak, when by bad luck her leg is almost cut off.

 

Having only recoverable injuries, what would happen in the end of the battle for the noble knights was bound.

And that's what happens, the entire enemy formation was left on the ground.

 

The story ends a happy fable,

the 5 man army killed the whole of 15 intruding tribals in the finale of the scramble.

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