So do you guys want to change the name? To Markus Thoguh?
You tell Captain Harold that you don't really know anything about bow-shooting and, while you can swing an axe as well as the next man, you're not a trained soldier. He's disappointed by this, but says he'd be more than grateful for your help anyway. You explain that you are quite tired and he lets you sleep in the barracks. Nearly all the guards are busy anyway, so the place is pretty deserted.
You are awaken by a strange horn call. You rub your eyes and sit up. Looking out the window, you can see that it must be late afternoon. You feel much better after your nap! You wonder if theres anything around here to eat...
A shout or chant in a language you don't recognize snaps you awake. The shouting grows louder and louder: "Os! Os a ngor–gs! Os!! Os a ngor-gs!! OS!!! OS A NGOR-GS!!!" You grab your axe and equipment and head out the door to see whats going on.
The courtyard of the castle is absolutely packed. Women, children and animals mill around every square inch of the fort. They look frightened. You shove your way through the crowd and up to the gatehouse. There is a large group of armored guards with large shields and halberds standing around the base of the gatehouse. You can see behind them that the gate is closed. You work your way through them and start up the stairs of the gatehouse. You meet Captain Harold on the stairs.
"Whats going on?!" You yell. The sound of shouting is almost deafening! It seems to be coming from beyond the walls. He yells something back at you, but its drowned out by the noise. He hands you the bow he was carrying, and points you up the steps. He then grabs two armored guards and they jog towards the south tower.
You scramble up the steep steps. Upon reaching the top, you gasp at the view before you. The village is on fire, and pouring up the slope towards the castle are thousands of goblins. Their banners and pikes poke up like spires over a vast, armored, green tide. They have formed ranks somewhere around 300 yards short of the curtain wall. You look left and right along the wall, it is dotted with men, crouched behind the ramparts, shaking with terror. You would guess that there are about 100 men with you on the walls, all armed with bows as well as other assorted weaponry. There are probably another 100-200 men on the ground armed mostly with farm tools (axes, pitchforks, sickles, etc). You see several large bins full of arrows placed at regular intervals along the walls. You grab a handful from the nearest bin.
You see several tall ladders among the goblins. They are being passed overhead towards the front of the formation. The ladders probably aren't tall enough to reach you here on top of the gatehouse, but many of them will probably be long enough to get up onto the walls. It looks like they're almost ready to make their assault.
What do you do? Battle Plan!?!
Leather vest and riding pants
Leather boots
Peasant clothes
Battle axe
Woodchopping axe
A bag containing 60 copper coins
Waterskin 1/2 full of wine
Leather loincloth
Troll horn
A troll thumbnail "shield"
Several days worth of food
Backpack
Map
Compass
Horse (borrowed)
Wooden Bow
15 Arrows
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