Gozar wrote:Game 1081144
.....I GOT SERVED raises his visor to wipe the sweat from his eyes. He surveyes the mass as they crest the hill above them. How many battles, in how many campaigns, had he seen; to be bested by these brutish curs. Caked in filth in ragtag armor, these thugs had turned back his every advance, bringing him to this place in the hollow.
His choices were clear. Surrender or death. And his training left no room for surrender.
Every muscle crys out as he labors to his feet one last time, he hears the sound of his men doing the same in the hollow all around him. Well trained, even to the last.
Raising his sword, he turns to order them into battle once more. His words are lost in the cacophony from the hilltop; as the mass descends in a rush; to cries of "Gozar, Gozar!" Looking past their hungry, bloodthirsty eyes as they flood down the hill, he sees their mad leader at the back. He urges them forward, shaking his macabre scepter, which is topped with the skulls of I GOT SERVED generals.
As the horde closed in, his final thoughts turn to his home.....