Opening post by Lady Eddara Tallhart · #1
Before anyone says it cannot be done, fetch me three horses, a lantern, and the nearest idiot. I closed my gates until the host was fit to fight, expecting one quiet night to mend harness and let the troops rest; instead, the keep still showed as open.
It cost me sleep, because I checked the gate display until dawn and found no marching song suitable for the occasion. Gianna’s popcorn has a better refrain than my watchmen, so send me your finest song for closed gates, and one spare.