I don’t know what to say, but spells seem to remain closed to me. I feel a bit helpless in close combat and in ranged combat the damage doesn’t impress me much either. I think I’ll go back to my old qualities… a man of fury and hammer. When I held my good piece of craft in my hands again and the rage rose in me that I could throw rocks (hey I can throw rocks) I knew there was only one thing missing from this equipment – fire, what else?
Dressed up nicely, as befits a commander, we then moved on to Leyndell. Not creeping and stealthy, but with loud roar and destruction. My army could really let off steam and we all had our fun.
Nevertheless, my respect goes to the knights of Leyndell, they made a decent enemy and put up good resistance even against this enormous superiority.
Leyndell was quickly under our control and the current town manager Names Morgott also handed us the key with some resistance. I like Leyndell, it could be a nice residence. Of course, first everything has to be rebuilt and order and peace have to return.
I am a chaotic commander, but not a chaotic ruler. When I see the city, it reflects the country. It is all decayed and without structure. How can you let such a beautiful city fall into such disrepair. Parasites and egoists everywhere who think only of their own good. The ruling class only takes and cares about itself. My campaign is not a campaign of destruction, but of liberation and reorganization. Too long the people here had to live with these maggots of demigods.
