Currently, we stand at: [b]Guderian[/b] – 2 [b]von Rundstedt[/b] – 2 [b]Paulus[/b] – 2 … that’s right, another three-way tie. The voting deadline is February 26th at 7pm Central, and you can expect the update on the following weekend. Thanks … Continue reading
I was planning on providing some historical context here, but I’m running low on time, and in actuality, there isn’t a lot to say. Between noon on the 11th, when the previous scenario ended, and the start of this scenario, … Continue reading
Voting stands thus: [b]Paulus[/b] – 2 [b]Guderian[/b] – 1 [b]von Rundstedt[/b] – 0 The deadline is midnight CST tonight. Get those votes in. Also, head over to [url=http://soapbox.manywords.press/2015/02/12/2015-projects-and-series]the Fish Bowl[/url] for an update on what I and others of the … Continue reading
[i]This is the second part of a three-part series. Have a look at [url=http://manywords.press/archives/category/writing/breaking-fortress-holland]part one[/url] if you don’t know what’s going on.[/i] Welcome back to Breaking Fortress Holland, wherein we take on the role of the Germans in 1940, during … Continue reading
Alfhilde volunteered, “We thought we might have one more day to prepare for the journey. Hrothgar left the walls…” She thought a moment. “Last night, wasn’t it? He left to trade for food. By the time he made it back, … Continue reading
“You passed the city two weeks ago,” Hrothgar prompted. “What came next?” “Our scouts found them moving north. They marched in poor order. We thought we could strike a decisive blow, ambushing them as they moved, but they were too … Continue reading
Greetings, readers. It’s been a while since I’ve used this space, but I have two things to say today, so here we are. First off: more on the Procurement Games at the Fish Bowl. Parvusimperator chooses a fighter which is … Continue reading
“How did we lose?” Hrothgar said. Alfhilde gave him a look, and murmured something below Falthejn’s hearing. “No,” said Falthejn, “the question is a fair one. What news have you had heard of the war so far?” “Too little,” said … Continue reading
Falthejn unrolled his bedroll at the mouth of the chamber. Sif set up a few yards away, nearer him than Hrothgar and Alfhilde. The couple unpacked at the back of the chamber, six yards away. Alfhilde unbound the pan from … Continue reading
A few minutes’ scramble down the hillside brought them to the cave. Hanging moss obscured the entrance. Alfhilde pushed it aside. “Do you have a torch?” “Something better,” Falthejn said. He set his extra pack down, felt through his pockets, … Continue reading
