Da batel begun n da nortan bdige, t wa lon diff'cult fit, We ad too mendes. Klok nd I fot too kip ow soldis livin. but we push dem to da beech dey lov so much. We no tak da batel to der clif, so dey flee furtr. da cow wads. We trail dem to da Rest les Front, and tant dem closa to us. dey strugled to kil us one by one, deir deat night drag our peeple into deir circle. However we foht dem back, dey retreet to deir preshos beech.
dey com up on us wit ful forc. We fot feersly, not wil to giv up or loz. We push dem bak, dey cood no push us down. dey tri to pul us awai frm our positon, dey held da trees, but we wood not giv up.
We kill dem at the Restles Font, an push dem back towad da beech. deir foce we factood, an deir moral broka, a we took da Pensoola. We return to our base victoris.
Nyali's Tol Barad Report
Re: Nyali's Tol Barad Report
Well done...if hardly legible. I may have to take time to teach you how to write...
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