Re: Happy New Year, New Game, New Players (noob EA game: Running))
"You laid out the feast?"
"The tables were drooping from the weight of the food."
"You rolled out the barrels of beer?"
"Every last one."
"You brought in the women?"
"They danced like mad. Luckily, the men had eaten the food by the time they moved the dancing to the tables."
"Then where the hell are the men? Only a madman would turn away from such festivities!" Cingetorix the Gutuater, recently in from preaching in the countryside addressed the party planner of the Marverni, frustration evident in his furrowed brow.
"The Carnutes finally arrived. They ARE madmen. And they and the mad prophet Vercingetorix took the whole drunken army north against the pale cave dwellers. The White Worms, they were calling them." The planner shrugged and walked away.
Cingetorix shook his head, cursing under his breath as he walked away towards his study. "This madness will lead us all to our doom. Where are the damned druids?!"
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