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[GrudgeBringer]

The Days grow Darker as the smoke from the villages are filling the air.

The stench of rotting bodies from the battles my brave men have fought is like an intoxicating wine to the few that remain.

We are Holed up in our Fortress making preparations to die gloriously in defence of our remaining people.

The children have been rounded up and put deep into the hold of the Fortress in the safest area so as not to be hit by any missles the Fomorians might hurl over the walls.

They await the knife that they know will bring them to salvation instead of slavery that the evil empire on our doorstep will try and force upon them.

Sacrifices have been made, Faces painted and chests decorated for the coming battle.

We have done all we can and we wait in High Spirts knowing that Our Lord and Master DARK-OMEN is with us.

We say this....Thank you to our friends and allies for thier support and they will be remembered in the writings of our people.

We have but one course left to us and we will fight till the last drop of blood leaves our viens and we slip into the sweet darkness of death by battle.

We say to you FOMORIA...

COME, test our defenses, do what you have come to do....

Because if you don't do it now we will gain strenth from our allies, and your forces will never leave our borders alive.

ABLNMOGIA MARVERNI!!!!!!!!! (Never Retreat,Never Surrender)


GrudgeBringer