The Trinsic Empire has arrived.
We exist for one purpose. Cold hard gold.
Our members have come from a much different land. The rules have changed, our bodies different but our minds are fresh from the wars fought.
We practice the old ways and apologize to the victims in tonight's patrol. This change brought upon the need for drinks and many were had. Grudge raised his glass to those fallen and said the wolf patrol will never die.
We poured from the tavern and formed a line. A lonely archer on our right became a victim in a bloodlust of rage. Knowing what we had done we regrouped in the tavern. As Turk reached for his drink an arrow knocked it from his grasp. Nothing could stop what was coming. The spirit of beserkzer enter the Knights and blood ran from their eyes.
Charge after charge was yeilding little results the drink and smoke had clouded their true spirit. Suddenly a break came through the clouds and one by one they stood still unable to move. The very life drained out of them
Each awoke at the priest giving a stern look of the actions taken place in the fab tavern. A one day ban was issued from the tavern. With a clear head each gathered at the foot of the blacksmith. When all had arrived there were brief glances and grinns exchange.
Sullivan stood up held an arm out to Turk and Grudge Bringer and spoke the following. "It's time to build an empire"
Xoxo
Sullivan
Leader
Junior alchemist
Professional gordan ramsey
Steam cream enthusiast
We exist for one purpose. Cold hard gold.
Our members have come from a much different land. The rules have changed, our bodies different but our minds are fresh from the wars fought.
We practice the old ways and apologize to the victims in tonight's patrol. This change brought upon the need for drinks and many were had. Grudge raised his glass to those fallen and said the wolf patrol will never die.
We poured from the tavern and formed a line. A lonely archer on our right became a victim in a bloodlust of rage. Knowing what we had done we regrouped in the tavern. As Turk reached for his drink an arrow knocked it from his grasp. Nothing could stop what was coming. The spirit of beserkzer enter the Knights and blood ran from their eyes.
Charge after charge was yeilding little results the drink and smoke had clouded their true spirit. Suddenly a break came through the clouds and one by one they stood still unable to move. The very life drained out of them
Each awoke at the priest giving a stern look of the actions taken place in the fab tavern. A one day ban was issued from the tavern. With a clear head each gathered at the foot of the blacksmith. When all had arrived there were brief glances and grinns exchange.
Sullivan stood up held an arm out to Turk and Grudge Bringer and spoke the following. "It's time to build an empire"
Xoxo
Sullivan
Leader
Junior alchemist
Professional gordan ramsey
Steam cream enthusiast
