"The beacons are lit! The beacons of Ashdown Forest! The great army of Kent is marching to war!"
In his coastal stronghold deep in the kingdom of the Seaxe, the Lord Tangent pensively rubbed his chin and lit yet another cigarette. He studied the spy's report again; his nemesis Odo of Kent had indeed mustered a mighty horde, and was now planning on another raid Southwards... as early as the end of January.
This news was troubling indeed.
He studied the roster... the Fyrd was insufficient...
It meant an event would now have to occur which had not happened in age...
He would have to paint something.
Less smoking, more painting.
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