Defending the city

My countrymen died brave deaths, aside our king. The Hoards from the East came and surrounded our stalwart walls, battering them unmercifully. At last, they scaled and breached our defences, striking down the valiant defenders. Few escaped that day; I was one. Now I go to beg the armies of the West to aid their brothers. Perhaps then my lack of courage on the walls will be forgotten, and I shall be counted as a hero.

 

 

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