Von Richter.
Specialist
- Joined
- Apr 10, 2019
- Messages
- 277
For a while there has been peace and tranquility in the Upper Bongo Valley. The Empire's new Governor, one Sir Percy Ware-Armitage, being a benign dictator to the natives. The Governor's spies have reported a very dody Fakir has rocked up, spreading extreme aggravation among the beloved. A request for reinforcements has been made and the Governor's residence put in a state of defence.
Sir Percy has cleaned and oiled his service revolver and armed Lady Doris, with his trusty Elephant gun stoked he's now ready for anything.
Manservent Gupta is on the roof having been ordered to sound his bugle at the first sign of dastardliness!
Meanwhile, Second Lieutenant Prawne-Brayne is at the head of his Platoon of the famous Regiment.
"Follow me chaps." Prawne-Brayne commands!
Sir Percy has cleaned and oiled his service revolver and armed Lady Doris, with his trusty Elephant gun stoked he's now ready for anything.
Manservent Gupta is on the roof having been ordered to sound his bugle at the first sign of dastardliness!
Meanwhile, Second Lieutenant Prawne-Brayne is at the head of his Platoon of the famous Regiment.
"Follow me chaps." Prawne-Brayne commands!