The Sun shone pleasantly down upon the sylvan glade, bathing all in its warm rays. Insects buzzed lazily through the trees and a deer grazed upon the lush grasses. All was well with the world…. but such peaceful bliss simply couldn’t last.
A pall of dust lay heavily upon the horizon to the South, and in time, the crunch of many feet and a cacophony of discordant drums and bugles drifted along the breeze. This could mean only one thing… the heralds of destruction and disorder were on the march and all hell was soon to be unleashed