As is only proper, my noble uncle Charlemagne has given me the honor of commanding the rear guard of his forces as we return to France! Now we have learned that Marsile and his foul Saracens have beset us! Their numbers are considerable. Though it may seem cowardly, I have no choice but to alert my uncle to the presence of the enemy. Wise Oliver, bring me my famed horn Olifant so that I may blow it an summon the whole Frankish army to reinforce us! Never fear, our bravery and faith in the Lord will surely see us to victory against these Mohammedans and their diabolical Garwalf allies. Onward Christian soldiers! Destroy the foul Loup JCan who is clearly providing succor to the filthy infidels! His death will bring us glory undying such as no man has ever known!
VOTE JCAN, THE VILEST OF GARWALFEN (GARWALFS? GARWALVES?)
VOTE JCAN, THE VILEST OF GARWALFEN (GARWALFS? GARWALVES?)