Silly (Phonetic) Musketeer!

Not Space Invaders... but maybe... a band of baddies, worse than Arthor even *wink*, who attacked cities and villages and such, and then Avalon's fate would be decided by our actions, if we chose to defeat them, or to cower and hide... Who knows, maybe t

hey could actually ransack and raze our guilds and homes... Then we'd fight back, no doubt...

But thats just a crazy thought, thunk up in the middle of the night, with no caffeine remaining in my system...

Signed,

Tired Hermy...

Written by my hand on the 13th of Skyelong, in the year 977.