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Fiend-- Week 2
DAY EIGHT: Tha boss lady had a big speech toady. Apparently the battle plan goes something like this: The good guys are There. We’re Here. And in between we’re going to try and kill each other. Sounds simple enough, but I’ve still got jitters. I hope I don’t forget my sword.
DAY NINE: Good news: We got juice and muffins before the big battle! Bad news: I forgot my sword.
DAY NINE STILL: Found a sword! The trick to it is I’ve got to get it out of the hands of the footman that’s currently swinging it at me. From now on I’m gonna have to start leaving notes for myself!
DAY TEN: I’ve got a sword and a shield to boot, although it’s really not as much a shield as it is a door I was able to pry off a gate, but it’s still better than being defenseless! Some of the people on the battlefield are really going for blood!
DAY ELEVEN: I don’t mean ta sound upset, but I think the Forces of Light really pulled that victory out of their arse! I mean, we had ‘em on the ropes, then a handful of heroes show up and turn the tide just like that! It’s true; life ain’t fair when you’re evil. Gotta go give the ogre a hug now, he’s really takin’ it hard, poor guy.
DAY TWELVE: The battle’s all over, and I got through without a scratch. Although some of tha guys are sayin’ I need some sort of distinctive wound to look the part of a minion. Like Lefty Utog, Boneface Varnag, and Headless Jorg. Still, I don’t know if it’s me or not.
DAY THIRTEEN: The Boss Lady tried giving us a pep talk about how well we did even though we lost half our forces in the battle, how it wasn’t so bad that the forces of good were coming for us, and how the Gods weren’t on her side, but then her top popped off, and now morale couldn’t be better!
DAY FOURTEEN: The Forces of Light are setting up their siege equipment outside the tower. And inside it’s Spring Cleaning, not a good week for us, but it could be worse! If my mom was here she might notice how we’ve crammed everything into one closet.
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