Starting at the Barracks, Watchman Arkonios gathered all available guardsmen for another cleansing of the green-skins in their nearby Fort.
We assembled at the Barracks, had our final equipment checks and set-off on foot.
On arrival, we didn’t exactly get a welcome wagon with ale and bread; we got things that looked uglier than a cross-breed between a pig and a horse. We broke through their defenses quite easily with the help of our two archers taking out their bombers and scouts from far away.
Now well within the center of the fort, the Orcs started to crowd, however a sharp “Form!” yelled by Arkonios helped us hold our position with ease, and without any causalities.
After the waves and waves of Orcs ended, the ground smelt like old cheese. But they weren’t done with us, they started sending out their biggest ally, the thing that throws little Orcs as artillery; yes, the brutes stormed in.
But of course they were nothing compared to the force we provided and they fell one by one like fleas. And alas, the Orcs retreated out to the back of their Fort once again. The Covians were on top of things once again.
We ran back through the Fort, killing off any remaining Orcs we encountered. Re-grouping at the Cove town bank. We gathered 20429 crowns, which was distributed between the guardsman.
Guardsmen Attending:Ryan Greystone,
Regular GrenadierAhmed Al Maktoum,
Junior GuardsmanCalico Kate,
Junior GuardsmanArkonios,
Watchman (Leading)Regdar,
WatchmanMorgoth,
Guardsman Recruit
Ahmed Al Maktoum,
Junior Guardsman
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