The knights came to sWalker's home, decked out in the best seen so far, with catapults that worked in tow. The castle, with the older gentlemen and court jesters still home to fight, were no match for the grand army. sWalker, sneaks away from the battlefield, his pride hurt...and down some wives and his winter home. Hopefully Charlie will take good care of them...don't treat them too poorly. The mighty Goretooth was immune to all but one of sWalker's arrows, and markman Kesh killed too many of my comrades...Commander Rogers' plan carried the field...maybe sWalker will be on the winning side in his battles tomorrow.
