Hunt and hangout at the same time!

Today as we disembark from our transports we step intop the
shattered realm of what the species of this planet called austria.
Neatby scattered volleys of fire are heard as frantic austrian
troops attempt to defend their Capital city Vienna with primitive
Flintlock muskets and cannons. Their resistance was of little hinderence
and now this nation belongs to the Sylvan hunters. Revenge however is
in our foremost
thoughts as we bring the worthless traitor Sepoquoro to the Throne of
the Grandmaster Shadow Morgue. The Grandmaster contemptiously looked at
the traiter and threw him a sword and challenged him to a duel. Sepoquro
shaking with fear accepted. In the battle the Grandmaster rapidly disarmed
the traitor and executed him. May he find honor in death to compensate for
his worthless life. Then the Grandmaster turned and announced to the Crowd:
today marks the first step in the Conqest of this world and the renewed glory
of the hunters, Which was met with massive cheers.