Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150613171809/@comment-5543592-20150615193612

Wayrest had seen better days. Smoke rose from it, like someone had constructed a massive forge in one area. In fact, that probably what was going on. The Orcs were always building weapons.

But, as they rode closer to the city, sounds of battle could be heard. Shouting, the clattering of metal on metal.

There appeared to be some Bretons, in everyday clothes, fighting Orcs in full Orcish battle armor. And the Bretons were getting their asses beat.

"Talk about resistance." Muttered Ogedei. "This must be because the war started up again.  Nothing gets people fighting quicker than a, well, fight."