Sitting down to the computer with half a cold pizza and some cheese sauce I begin to write my great Epic,
The story begins one foggy afternoon when kink muchamoa of Flavia got on his high horse and begin to run around yelling, “yo, whom’s da man now?”
A peasant replied “it’s actually who’s da man now.”
The king screamed, “have that man arrested!”
So the poor peasant was grabbed by the police and carried away! Ths pizza tastes like ass. Marching down the corridor the guards threw the peasant into a well and he was never seen again. One of the gueards though it was wrong, but he didn’t no anything because he needed the job and come one he had children to feed. Anyway back to the king, the king was pretty ********. And since this king was ******** he though his armies could ffdefeat mine. Well he was wrong because he got bent over the table. I mean come on I can easy over come him army. Pff I said when I saw his army marching onto my land. Pfft I said and my armies sprang to action owning his ass. HE should ave taken my advice and joined me but no. I gave him his chance.
So later on, after total I pretty much ran s brittainia I sent a little messangeeer, Messgeneer, to offer the trips a offer they could not refuse holy crap everything is floatings. Wooooooh omg this is pretty awesome. IF they joined me I would let them maintain rule of their territory and equip them to attack tribes and take their land for Britiania and themselves. Of course those kingdoms attacked would bne againt us. One second Im floating again,. Ok better now. There is somekinda thing that makes Britiania wanna unite. Nationalism kind of but not really. SO im hell bent on unting England. Go me.