This place has a history
The Heretics attacked us here
They burned the town and fields
We drove them away from here

My grandma often told me
She knew it peaceful here

The war took all the vigor
War took the best from here

When the wind turns
And blows the leaves from the trees
Harvest moon

I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old

I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here
A change in the weather
I love this time of year

The Cobys worked this valley
They gave that land a go
They built a thriving business
Then came that early snow

They lost their livestock that year
They lost their sheep and goats
They sold the farm in springtime
Went south to work the boats

I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old
I sense the darkness clearer
I feel a presence here
A change in the weather
I love this time of year harvest

Ten years in this farmhouse
Ten years come this May
My simple needs are covered
Since grandma passed away
Long time since there's been trouble
That's what the people say
I told the new man when I
Sold the farm today
I feel a presence here
A change in the weather
I feel some evil here
I hear some frightful noises
I don't go out at night
Since Bobrow's youngest daughter
Disappeared from sight
I know they'll find her some day
They find them all that way
After the thaw in springtime
The snow melts away
I see the days grow shorter
I feel the nights grow cold
Young people feelin' restless
Old people feelin' old
This was our Trench Crusade game today. It was set on a farm that had been built near the ruins of a village that had been occupied by the forces of Hell and then reclaimed.
As a Black Grail broke through the lines they moved towards the strategically important food producing location. A call for volunteers went out down the line and some of Prester Johhn's Trench Pilgrims answered upon the instant. They rushed out to head off the menace.
The Black Grail forces outnumbered those of the Righteous. Undaunted the Pilgrims advanced sending two of their number up past the farmhouse to take positions in the house to fire on the advancing minions of hell and past it to move to their rear and enfilade them.
The thralls of the Grail made a rough line and advanced as quickly as their decaying, stumbling gait would allow them.
Racahel advanced more quickly in her zeal to get to grips with the enemy, she quickly engage and brought one of the thralls to the ground with a well placed pistol shot, injuring another.
The dour faced nun was caught off guard by how quickly the followers of the Black Grail could move and before she knew it one of the Corpse Guard was standing in front of her and his putrid shotgun barked, leaving a massive hole in her armor and chest. Her body crumpled as it bounced off the wall of the farm house.
A yell went out as she went down and Lemeal charged the Corpse Guard, his sword flashing in the light before burying itself in his bulky enemy. It was not enough and the Pilgrim was quickly submerged under a stinking tide of the blasphemous.
The Trench Pilgrims advanced to Lemeal's support, Father Samael smashed a thrall apart with his Anti-tank hammer just as the thing was about to tear Lemeal's arm off.
A shot from the window of the farmhouse brought down one of the thralls but then another Corpse Guard raised his putrid shotgun and blasted Brother Thomas down.
As the Pilgrim emerged on the far side of the farm, two thralls broke ranks and moved towards him. His nervousness at being on his own was reflected in his poor aim and soon the creatures were on him. In desperation he skewered one with his bayonet before the soggy fists of the other battered him to the ground and fell on him, tearing him limb from limb.
Father Samael ordered everyone back and the Trench Pilgrim force withdrew from where Lemeal was beset by multiple opponents.
A benediction of the father's lips was lost to the sound of a massive explosion. Epsilon 17 had dashed out from the pilgrim's lines and dove straight into the ranks of the thralls tearing at the downed Trench Pilgrim. The penitent was completely torn apart by the explosion of his martyrdom device and the forces of hell were momentarily brought to bay as several of their number went down in the explosion. Sadly, Lemeal joined them.
The respite was just what Father Samael needed. He charged straight into the Plague Knight, bringing his anti-tank hammer down at the perfect point. The tip penetrated the Plague Knight's armour and the creature was blasted to the ground as the explosive force of the weapon tore it's head from the body.
The priest was also left reeling from the blast and soon two thralls brought him down. One by one the Pilgrims went down, although they gave about as good as they got.
Eventually only the Castigator remained, he brought down a plague hound with his flail before falling to the combined assault of two thralls and the last of the Corpse Guard.