Summer 1095 SR
The very bones of the keep rumbled as it was struck again, while above them, Ludwig heard the sound of collapsing stone. It had continued all night, the trebuchet"s great projectiles relentlessly wearing down the top of the keep. It was not a weapon that could discharge its missiles very quickly, and Ludwig was about to settle back down, determined to get some sleep before the next one came towards them, but then he heard a distinct sound, that of something battering the door.
Now, instantly awake, he stood, his hand instinctively grasping the hilt of his sword. Again came the noise, and then the front door shuddered, dust falling from its frame as a small portion of the wood buckled towards him, and he knew in a flash that they had come with a ram.
Lord Wulfram, of a sim
