>>5342163On the other side of the porticullis to the inner keep a murderous warhost has gathered, of fire and brandished steel, smoked with bloody execution. Terror clutches at the hearts of the King, and all that accompany his diminished and fearful retinue...
(You give your inspiring speech.)
>>5342163Great cheers and huzzahs brighten the faces of the Halberdiers. Even Sir Pellory looks momentarily ashamed at his craven retreat, and unsheathes his sword to offer to you:
