That moment when you take a city from the Vaegirs in Mount and Blade, and then all of a sudden King Harlaus rolls up with 1000 Swadians and is all like: "Sup bruh. We'll be taking that now." And King Ragnar of the Nords, the guy I'm currently serving under, who is literally only a day's ride to the west, is all like: "Nah, we're too busy feasting to come help you."
And now I'm a prisoner.
Although I did manage to kill about 500 of them, when I only had 120 or so defenders (who are now dead to a man.) So there's that.
I'm pretty much just throwing numbers and names out there that are meaningless to anyone who hasn't played the game. But meh, it seemed like a funny story.
Oh wow, what a dilemma on The Fallen Light.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
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