They Plan To Attack

   My mind is cloudy as I sit and consider how times have come to this. I remember many things and surely what is to come I will never forget. I've taken the Draugmir fortress, having held it for many weeks now. It has been nearly a month and my once comrades now prepare an assault to retake Draugmir from me. They are welcome to try.
   They believe they have outsmarted me, that they can assault me swiftly and in secret to break these walls, but it will not be so. Four measly ships will they send to assault my fortress. It shall be four measly ships that sink into the lake. I have reinforced the walls and ordered my men to forge new weapons and armor, as well as fit our ballistae with particularly nasty bolt heads. 
   Duindos is still weakened from the poisons slipped into his blood and will be unable to fight at his greatest strength, a great boon to us. They will strike soon, and when they do they will all die. None shall endure the wall of Draugmir. They have done too little too late. This power will remain mine, not even death shall take it, for I shall ensure that this realm suffers, no matter how great or small. 
   They are outnumbered. Let them come and try.