“No wall. No moat. Not even a presentable fence.
You couldn't keep a cow out of this place.
Women and children. Barely a man between fifteen and fifty.
The orcs overran the village with the backing of Nuffle and the Warriors got rolled. Literally. The fates were not on the side of Valhalla today. But at least no one died.
This was the squad's 20th contest.
No one dying is a decent way to commemorate it.
A win would have been nice, or even a draw with some half-way decent dice. (feeble and unintentional attempt at some verse)”
You couldn't keep a cow out of this place.
Women and children. Barely a man between fifteen and fifty.
The orcs overran the village with the backing of Nuffle and the Warriors got rolled. Literally. The fates were not on the side of Valhalla today. But at least no one died.
This was the squad's 20th contest.
No one dying is a decent way to commemorate it.
A win would have been nice, or even a draw with some half-way decent dice.
(feeble and unintentional attempt at some verse)”