Scarey times in brodgar, first we were visited by 3 foreign necro-robed bronze sword clad and bows drawn men, everyone panicked , thinking we were under attack and fled into their homes, a brave few exchanged pleasantries, and the foreigners left. Only for reports of 5 more boating towards us with ill intent, we had prep time this time. So we blowed the horns and called in the banners, gathered at the CR, prepared for battle.
A tense standoff, a trigger happy archer lets loose the first arrow, then confusion as soldiers and conscripts prepare for the onslaught, However the leader of the second heavily armed group announces he was here to help against the first 'attack' not raid and ransack the city, which left everyone rather red faced. There was a draw down in arms, kinships were made, wine was drunk. And peace won out.
Smell of Arrogance
For Brodgar! To where all roads shall lead.
