The next fifteen klicks were an eternal, surreal two hour two year crawl of noise and bowel-gripping terror. A slurry of incoming rifle fire washed across our armored hulls in repeated gusts like intermittent storm surges, punctuated by the recurring detonations of RPGs and occasional thunder of an IED you could feel from your skull down to your taint. We pushed into it like a dying man walking with his head down against a downpour so thick he’s given up trying to see as he staggers forward.
House Morningwood Lore
The Banners Have Been Called
Greetings! If you are looking for the home of House Morningwood, you've found it — welcome! BLUF: This is where you go to help Breach-Bang-Clear keep doing what it's doing. We have a Patreon account. Patreon is a monthly crowdfunding platform — through it, you can...
No Mercy in Mereen | Episode 1
Five Brazen Beasts sprawled dead or dying beneath a persimmon tree in vast clay pot, their faces covered in the traditional bronze-colored masks of Meereen’s ancient city watch, all splashed with gore and gasping their last.
Our Sigil and Words
This is just an explanation of our sigil and words. If you're looking for the full story of House Morningwood, visit the maester. He can also help you if it burns when you pee. The Badge and Motto of House Morningwood1 Coat of Arms: Cendrée, a spear, Gules brunâtre...
The Sworn Sword: All Who Have Declared for Morning Wood!
Herein like the gates to Castle Morningwood. Each Sworn Sword is entitled to wear our sigil and speak our words: Rise Before Dawn!