Since that's what my sire intended! Four rosbifs sneak into my quarters. "Que diable?" As I grab my bonnet-Γ‘-poil and Charleville musket. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the fleeing Austrians. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the hills loaded with grape shot, "Pour lβEmpereur!!" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel convinces the Russians that weβve crossed the Niemen early. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified English dog. He bleeds out waiting on the Prussians to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up! Ah, just as my sire intended.
4ces
2026-01-22 19:48:54 +0000 UTC
She owns a musket for home defense
AverageGlowie
2026-01-22 19:03:00 +0000 UTC
I am at a loss for words. She is too damn hot. It is insane!
Jayke
2026-01-22 18:55:10 +0000 UTC
She finally understood things
4ces
2026-01-22 18:49:06 +0000 UTC
Don't usually see Charlotte so focused, super cool