Ch.2 The Night before the raid

I walked through the camp, making sure that everyone knew what we were doing tomorrow. Tomorrow we would do what we always did to get our green soldiers bloodied. We were going to raid a major farm right outside of Athens. I smiled; sometimes it felt like I had the best job in the world. Hopefully they had fixed that winery that we burned down last time.

“Sir ", says a voice that materializes right behind me. I jump and spin around, scared shitless." Sweet Zeus's hairy balls Dthort, why do you always do that! “Dthort grins.” Sorry Sir. It wouldn't happen again." I rolled my eyes. That's what he's been saying since I met him during my training. He was a huge Reasuian, over seven feet tall, and from head to toe he was covered in huge ugly muscle. Like most Reasuian that lived so long he had beard that went down below his waist, all of it carefully groomed and braided.

We Reasuians have such great pride in our beards because it represents the tail of one of the noblest creatures in the world, the horse. When other Greeks that have never heard of us finds out that we love horses so much they laugh and call us things like horsefuckers and worse things. But if you knew horses like we do you would love them as much as we do.

Hell, legend says that a horse helped found Reasu. But let me get back to my conversation with Dthort because I'm sure you've already heard about us. So....

"Well Dthort I'm sure you want me for something. Is that bastard Morth here yet?" Morth or King Morth was the king of Reasu. He was, unfortunately, my king. His father was king Reau, one of the greatest men that I had ever met. All of his greatness was lost on that cockmuncher of a son. Morth was a thin and weasel turd that was scared of horses, HORSES! How could you be scared of a horse! He had made few friends among the nobles because of this.

“No my lord we haven't heard about them yet and-" " That coward said that he would be here two days ago." I look at Dthort. “We need to attack this village soon or they will find about us, there are only 1,000 of us I don't want to fight the whole Athena army." I growled. “Sir-' Dthort tried to say." You know what? We’ll attack tomorrow night. Fuck'em I say let us get all-" "SIR!" Dthort yelled. “What?" I asked Dthort. “You told me to tell you when commander Leoscar arrived to tell you that he is here." I grinned “Leo’s here why didn't you say something before Dthort? Let’s go see him." Dthort started muttered something under his breath and showed me where Leo was.

Leo...

My best friend in the whole world and the prince of Sparta. A short little arse with short blond hair and the greenest eyes you ever saw. he also had the bad habit of playing jokes on people that were a higher rank than himself. When I met him when we were 12 he had painted old king Reau's horse in blue strips, glued my shoes to the floor, and stole everyone in the castle's pants.

We searched the whole camp but we couldn't find him. His soldiers that he brought were there all 800 of them. 800 seasoned Spartans they would keep an eye on all of the young recruits. When we asked his soldiers where he was they all grinned and said that they had no idea where he was.

Some shit was going down.

"Dthort who’s guarding my tent right?" I asked him. He gave me a puzzled look." York and Lork are sir." I groaned. York and Lorks were identical twins that together had the brain power of a potatoe. “Come on Dthort we need to get to my tent now!!!" I broke out into a run plowing through everyone that got in my way. He better not do anything he better not do anything! I thought over and over again.

I stopped right in front of my tent suddenly and I turn to Dthort who was struggling to keep up with me. I point to the door and tell Dthort" Dthort go in any see if the coast is clear." Dthort gulped and nervously said," S-Sir?" I looked him square in the eye and said" Dthort as your commander I order you to go in my tent and see if my tent is clear." Dthort sighed; he had experienced some of Leo's jokes before." Yes Sir." He drew himself up to his full height and started to go through the Entrance as I went under the tent.Sure enough, as soon as Dthort went in there was a loud bang and Dthort was screaming curses. I laughed to myself as I drew my knife and cut my way through my tent. What I found out was a pretty odd sight. There were two things on the ground. One was Leo laughing his ass off and the other was something that I guessed was tar and feathers and I assumed it was Dthort because it sounded like him and few men were as big as him.

I shake my head any look around to see if there is anything I can use to avenge my comrade. Nothing catches my eye until I see it. I grin, no I shouldn't. I walk over to Leo, who still hasn't noticed me and I grab him by his tunic and lifted him off the ground over my head." WHAT?" Leo as he struggled to get out of my grasp. “Hello Leo it's nice to see you, it feels like you've gained a few pounds." I grunted with a smile on my face as I carried him over to my chamber pot. " Leo soon saw what I was going to do and struggled even harder and said'' Marvil no don't you-" he never finished his sentence because I dunked his head in the Chamber pot and held his head under 30 pounds of piss and shit.      

“We need to stop meeting like his Leo." I told him, laughing to myself. He couldn't hear me of course. He was choking on my shit

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