#watchbros lose at home to Tilton
And on this day, the #watchbros felt the heat of the sun in their legs and arms and the weariness of traveling beyond the wall in the recent past. Fighting against the mountain rams of the Tilted Heights, the #watchrbos struggled early to find their footing, looking through tired eyes and moving legs like shafts of lead. But onward they did fight, and the first to gain a strike on the enemy was Isaacsonsonsonsonsonson, a man possessed by desire to defeat foes in any manner. Before long, he also gifted an apple to the vaunted banker of Berlitz, who tallied his first enemy strike of the epoch when he spun and fired hard toward the enemy line. But in the village, the peasants are singing new songs of Benhamin del Astorio, wearer of the #black, slayer of foes (and considered a gentlemen ever since he single-handedly cleaned the bathrooms in the barracks after the spread of a particularly nasty little virus) for on this day he earned his first strike and then his second with a penetrating focus and skill and strength. We toasted him over tongues of beef stewed with onions and flagons of Gatoradeus and will muster our energies and our allies for the next battle on the rivers shore by Saxton.
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