January 8th, 1066. Dahm I hate the cold. Growing up in the old town makes you appreciate the weather, mild temperatures and the sounds of birds in the morning, just heaven compared to what we have to deal with. They are only memories now.
I’ve lost track of time so I am unable to tell you how long we’ve been running but it’s starting to take its toll. The lack of water and food has turned even the noble knights into blood-thirsty creeps and on several occasions a piece of bread has led to bloodshed and death within our own ranks.
We were pushed out of our homes by the French. Our long time allies had grown Pig-headed and were overwhelmed with the strength they possessed. No one stood in their way; they were at the peak of their power and had been given the name of “the ghost army” for no matter how many of the traitors were killed, they always achieved victory in war.
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Sorry about the virus, fixed and ready to go.
Thanks GillB, I'll tell Arthus when I can.