The sharp sword

The forest burned from the fire of the battle. I was lucky and escaped with only a broken sword. Our enemy, Gilbert had previously been disarming our front line but we had caught them at it. I had rushed my soldiers into battle. It was a hard fight but fortunately we won. Our army is not the largest so we have to train our soldiers to perfection. That is why all our weaponry is always damaged.

I've heard of an old trusty blacksmith who lived nearby. So I ordered a army of warriors to have their weapons fixed but I had a funny feeling that the blacksmith

So we hide in a suit of armour. Unfortunately we rattled it a bit too much and it fell over. My saddle mouse was flung onto the blacksmiths nose. I had secured myself with a place to appear from and introduce my army. At first he muttered something about going crazy but as soon as my sword was seen, we were away I was very fascinated about it all. My sword came out glamorise so I Ordered him to fix all all of my army's weapons. He seem pretty chuffed about it all.

By Lochlan