“The Knights sat down at their round table. Nobody spoke. What could they say? The elves had made a fool out of them. The sneaky darkelves had studied the knights armour before the game and found the weak spots. That they were sure about. For how coud they otherwise have blocked out two knight, the ogre, and two peassants? Al they could do were to pour up some more heated wine and hope for the next opponent not to bee so hardhitt'n.
Txh for the game mate. You surley made grinded meat out of my knights. I'll rematch you when I gotten that recoverygame :D
//Steve”
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Txh for the game mate. You surley made grinded meat out of my knights. I'll rematch you when I gotten that recoverygame :D
//Steve”