wellington

wellington: scum, scum of the Earth really, after all the men deserted there post? you: sir aren't you wellington? wellington: Arthur Wellesley, I don't suppose you were taking the night watch? you: where do we go? wellington: the Westminster bridge. it's a ten minute walk normally but with those shambling monsters on the street. I don't suppose it will be more than fifteen, albeit they'll blow it in twelve. luckily for you there's a few men of the royal wagon train *sorry ran out of space*