Dream

I had an odd dream. Well, I had two but the first one I only remember the huge lobster in the aquarium which insisted on crawling out and pinching me. So second dream, I went to this fantasy/scifi con with a group of people and for some reason we thought it was a good idea to steal a sword. Major drama and this whole force of... something invades to start looking for the thief. Which turns into a genocide. We manage to sneak away into an alleyway, but we get ambushed by archers. A lot of people die except two freakishly big dwarves. I follow the dwarves into the church yard while the attackers follow close behind.

Apparently one of the dwarves is the leader of this huge army and we fight off the invaders. Wave after wave attacks and the survivors of the last wave always join our ranks against the new wave. Then finally, we reach the last invasion. We're with very few and the losses are huge, but we pull through... only to find one other wave waiting for us. We're with so few, we hardly stand a chance and the first casualty in our lines is our leader. We keep fighting and fighting until the waffles (yes, part of the artillery were waffles) are cut into pieces and I'm declared new leader.

Fun.