Those without sin...ride on by...enter only for absolution from the Pale Rider
The lost souls exiled from the Forum Goat Herd wandered the wastelands of Clash in need of a place to rest their weary steeds. They rode in search of a decent glass of whisky and a round of Texas Hold 'em where the players accepted somebody was going to be shot at the turn of the River. Fate dealt the herd pocket aces as they rode into the town of Lahood and strode warily into the saloon knowing at once this was where they would make their stand. Would they war? Of course they would. Would they blame the Goat? Of course they would. Would they go to hell? Of course they will, but when they arrive they are bringing side-saddles full of war loot and backs bent with bearing the weight of war stars.
The wars were fun, the chat in the saloon engaging, ladies of the night were only of the highest reputation and were fine billiards players. But time and tide waits for no man..not even Cowboys.
Eventually the gold ran dry...Fate and time saw the cursed tumbleweed slowly twist across the remains of the Riders homestead and as a lonely villager tended the overgrown Boot Hill cemetery known as Cleggys Demise we wondered if this once thriving mining town would ever again hear the laughter of a clan-chat double entendre or the sigh of a failed war hit.
We have now pulled the covers from the old bar and reopened the Saloon. The gold may be gone but Clan War Leagues are on the horizon. The now level 14 clan needs only fresh, bright eyed, ambitious adventurers intent on breaking new ground and recreating the magic.
Can you fail without saying sorry? Can you look a maxed TH12 in the eyes and know you don't have the first clue where to start?....then we may have a rickety, leaking shack you can call home. We may be going to hell in a handcart but we will all go together and we will go singing drinking songs. We war back to back, all are opt in or opt out. Balanced bases preferred. Ride into town for a day, a week, a year or a beer but don't die wondering if our grass was greener than yours..because it is. If you choose to ride on by then I hope you’re in heaven a week before the devil knows you're dead.
Set your Sat Navs for Redemption and ride to join your kin here in...
Pale Rider. Clan Tag - #20GYCRCU
Level 14 War Clan. TH8 and up are welcome..All skill levels..We only ask for a friendly attitude and a willingness to learn and teach.
