Upon Grocés Mountain
AD 456 Saxon Invasion
A single fingure raced across the barren wastlands of the Marshy landscape. The person stops, looks about, and turns to a slight angle before continuing his run. The gushing of a waterfall nearby. Where, where? All he could see is this barren wasteland. As he neared the lip of the hill the sound got gradually louder, eventually reaching a climaxe of sheer deafening noise. On the hill he stopped. His jaw fell. Rising up like a modern-day sky-scraper was a cliff, with water gushing over the peak. Water sprayed into his face as it hit the rocks below. But lying, oblivious to the noise, was a short, fat man. He awoke suddenly, startling his audiunce. He recognished this man, he was one of his small group. On cue, a tall man appeared behind the first. He was sweating profusely.
Through the gorge ran a small, shallow stream, turning off abruptly back on itself. By the ruins of an ancient castle, stood a man, awaiting. When the arrow whizzed passed infront of his face, he knew they were ready. He smoothly attached his ladder to the ruin. He comfirmed his state by three knocks on the wall. The three men were next to him immediatly. They climed any decended silently down the steps. A small outlaw camp was dead ahead. They had blocked off the path with stones. They exchanged glances and charged.
They were trained proffesionals and the kill was clean. Before them lay a great feast. When they had arrived a few hours before they had explained the plans for the settlement and how they would control the beach-head from further Saxon patrols. They would hold the stratigic spot for as long as possiball. They ate greeedily.
You have the small outpost at your control. Do whatever you wan't with it, but you can only have wooden structures. On the minimap by the keep you can see some grey shapes. They are snow! Some positive comments would be great, but by all means, beat it up, any feedback is good!!!