Emperor Dipshit's fortress. The river was the lifeblood of this fortress city, Kayhill had to stop some fanatic Orcs from killing themselves as offerings to help pollute the fortress water supply. Such weak and pitiful security this close to their power base was the pink skins downfall. I was amazed no one watched the river banks, they felt real safe here at home man, like no green skin could touch them, boy were they in for a surprise. The fortress city of Emperor Dipshit had massive walls which we could never besiege, and our time would be too short to attempt such a thing. Once those three pink skin kings learn their precious Emperor's fortress city is under attack by an Orc army they would come in their full force of two hundred thousand.
Again Kayhill had a devious plan. When we approached the city only a small detachment would make themselves visible, appearing as escaped slaves. When the city gates were opened to take them back into custody the rest of the Army would rush into the fortress city from nearby hiding spots overwhelming the guard before any adequate defense could be mounted. By this time in the operation I knew it was the Kayhill show, I just wanted to stay out of the fray and as drunk as possible. Living through this cluster fuck would make me rich enough to call my own shots for a few years in Growlem, and at the time that was my life's ambition. To be a Goblin Godfather!
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