Sip n StrutTavern of Illest Repute

A Rambling Tale

You travel from fort to fort, adding brave warriors to your fledgling army with each stop. It should come as to no surprise, then, that when your numbers became to great the king of Troviska took notice.

"Halt your march, Longstriders! End this folly and return to your forts by the order of the king!" commands the woman in shimmering armor with a contingent of knights at her back. You may have the numbers but they have the weapons, armor, and training.