Never for once did I think in all mine years since I was ordained Chancellor of the Order of the Cannon that the dark ages will come upon our kingdom again.
And there was mutiny brewing in all its might.
Baron Le-grove: Baron @goonerdave66, never in the years of my youth have I seen such shambles! The kingdom of Arsenalia is being plunged into nothingness! Baron of NorthLondonIsRed! You sit there and say nothing?! You all say nothing?!!!
Baron NorthLondonIsRed: *Sigh* So tired am I that my feathery pen refuse-th to write on me parchments.
And then they heard Baron Robbie of the Arsenelian Town Crier:
Emancipate thyself from mental slavery,
None but the knights can free their minds.
Have no fear for the powers that be,
‘Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our kingdom,
While we stand aside and look?
Some Gunners say it’s just a part of it,
We’ve got to fulfill de book.
Won’t you help to sing
These songs of freedom?
‘Cause all I ever have,
And soon, all of Arsenalia took to the streets, singing, chanting; they wanted their kingdom back, they wanted their Arsenalia back.
Lord Arteta: My Duke, the people turn against thee. Our enemies prevail against us. The whole of Arsenalia will be
Lord Sanchez: No me inscribo en este! (I did not sign up for this)
Lord Ox: Talk to us Duke! What shall we do? Our defense line falls short and is weak. The people ask that you go back to France from whence thou came.
Bishop Ivan the Terrible: Duke, thou use-th thine hands to tear down the very legacy thou built. Shame really…
Duke Wenger: Enough! Enough of this! The only people that can send me back from whence I came are the King and his royal council. You hear me!!! The King and his royal council!
What? What noise is that I hear?
Lord Per: Iz ze war sounds of ze Germans. Dortmund; they are kaming’.
Lord Ox: Why go-eth the through the hassle of sounding like Vladmir Hitler? Do-eth not us the favour?
Duke Wenger looking out from his balcony at the mutiny brewing amongst the protesting, chanting noblemen of Arsenelia; and also, seeing the war smoke signals of the advancing Dortmundians…
Duke Wenger: It feels as if the walls close-th in on me. Woe is me. Woe….
Klopp the Cyclops: Men, we attack by nightfall…