All I wanted was a cozy mead hall. A little fire crackling in the hearth, warriors telling tales of glory, someone occasionally sweeping the floor. Maybe even a goat. Instead, I got a cursed mountain castle full of emotionally unstable Vikings, a necromancer who's running out of limbs, and a daily schedule that rotates between fistfights, mental breaks, and full-on existential collapse. Nobody cooks. Nobody farms. Everyone is either on fire, bleeding, hallucinating, or arguing with the ghost of someone we resurrected wrong. The latrines froze solid, the walls are coated in something I'm scared to identify, and my best soldier is in the corner crying because someone looked at him funny. We tried to hold a feast. It ended in a duel, a tantrum, and a mysterious fire in the pantry. This is not the kingdom I dreamed of. This is a wailing pit of suffering held together by duct tape, necromancy, and sheer Nordic spite. Please send help. Or at least soap.
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