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An FOE Christmas

Jools1956

Member
’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the FOE
Not a soldier was stirring, with no place to go.
The arrows and swords were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that no plunderer soon would be there.
The players were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of SOK’s danced in their heads.
And Greva Dam in her ‘kerchief, and Ludwig in his cap,
Had just sat down in the tavern for a cold beer on tap.
Then out in the cave there arose such a clatter,
Ludwig ran from the tavern to see what was the matter.
When, what to his amazement should quickly appear,
But a tank and a cannon and eight chuckers with spears!
With a champion in charge, his worst fears unspoken,
The plunder barrage could start at any moment.
What could be done to allay this debacle?
Back into the tavern before the empire could topple.
“Now players at home asleep in your bed,
Arise I beg you - to your computers please head.
To the PC, the laptop, the tablet and phone,
Without you the empire will be plundered to the bone.”
In a wink of an eye they came – one and all,
To the empire, the empire, we can’t let it fall!
Their arrows and cannons, their Krackens and tanks,
They put into high gear to shore up the ranks.
A boost from the tavern added fuel to the fire,
The final thing needed to make the battle less dire.
The battle was long, two rounds and no AI,
But the players prevailed, and fireworks lit up the sky.
The empire was safe, no plunder that eve,
The tavern was joyous, the soldiers back on their leave.
And Ludwig exclaimed as he rode out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
 
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