It was a normal rainy day and we’re doing normal things with our lives…in the highlands.
Suddenly, in the line of horizon, a warband, they come treacherous… and from them lines and enormous “haggis”…cross lover… sun of a dog… came out defiant.
He cry for a duel of champs.
And so it began,,,
From our lines McMorg advances…
The champs met at the center of the field and the bastard “haggis” with a treacherous coup wounded McMorg twice.
McMorg stood up and call him bad names…and for our surprise the “haggis” run back to call his friends.
And like a storm they came on us. They are endless like the herd of sheeps of old Loops the Normand Bastard.
Our line tightened up, shoulder to shoulder to brace the impact.
But they don’t run to us, in Scottish way, they advance behind a shieldwall.
– What’s that? – Cry Fungus – we never fight hiding behind shields. – Herd of Haggis…-
Them leader, the “great haggis”, shield himself with his man and order the advance from behind…
They clash in our line…ignoring our leader the “great Haggis” and his man go for our heartgard…few in numbers, and kill them all. Like true Scots they fall fighting and taking a lot of enemies with them. With a cry our warriors charged them to revenge the comrades and finished them misery, but is a trap…new, fresh enemies come to the fray , endless enemies…
We prepare for sell our lives and McMorg step out of our line to make a final stand and die like a brave highlander in single duel. The” great Haggis” is treacherous and bring his heartgard with him to the fight
McMorg fight surrounded by enemies and…With 6 nasty bloody scratches, and inflicting 4 horrible hounds in the Haggis he survived.
the haggis and the scots
scots warriors The endless herd of haggis
The and of god pointing the great Haggis
Here you see the Scots heartgard Here you don’t
So… for history… to be told… (In the highlands any way…) and songs to be written…
“They come to kill our leader and they failed… They come to conquer our land and slave us all and we still here (fewer) free scots in the highlands… but free…
now they know… we are highlanders of clan McMorg, they have to kill us all to claim victory.
…the scots never lost a battle…