Gaspard was worried. He'd signed up for scouting, nobody had said anything about him being involved in live combat. He pulled a locket out of his tunic, and looked at the picture of his wife, dear Emily. He facebattled it, wiped a tear away, and said a short prayer before charging forwards. God would see him through this war, one way or the other.
Deiphobus wrote:and you subtly put stuff right next to the board.
Not a clue what you mean.
One of the enemy scouts was dead ahead, Gaspard could see him clearly over a pass. He knew full well he could take the cad Mano-a-Mano; but at what cost? He remembered his promise to Emily, and decided to fall back. This black knight would live to fight another day.
He never said it was hard. Also, typing some text is easier than copying an image, drawing a red line on it, uploading it to a site, then pasting the img into a post.
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