Our glorious realm has been invaded! Those dastardly Santa Cruzians (forgive me for forgetting your Realm name---to be honest, I barely remember my own!) brought fighters with them, and crashed our training grounds! Such gumption. Such gall. Such fun.

The group brought with them many competent fighters, and some interesting and fun weapons. My own weapons need work---the sword failed outright and the cleaver needs the cover to be touched up---but I was never sans 'steel' (well, okay, foam---but you know!).

I did a good bit of what I do best (smacking people in the back while they battle other foes), but I was outclassed at that by some of their fighters, which was quite fun. We won a few of the key battles---Warlord went to our man Rau, and the Valley Militia was superior at cutting down monarchs than the mish-mash of fighters on the opposing side.

Seeing as our sovereignty was threatened, I signed up for the standing fighting force, the Valley Militia. While this does not have much out-of-game significance, it is a character building moment for Brengard, as he sees the opportunity to aid in defending home and hearth, rather than simply enjoying the chaos of battle.

All in all, the invasion was a spectacular success, filled with good fights and good food. May our Realm prosper, and we repay the slight of an invasion!

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