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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted March 06, 2018 03:09 AM |
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Orryth closed the tome as he noticed Dhulja make her departure. She gave Orryth a wave, and he back, as she left. Empellian went and joined Orryth.
- That was fun. One of these days you should participate.- Empellian said, smiling at the orc.
- Yeah, maybe. Though, you should not hold back as you did.- Orryth's reply came.
- What? Hold back?
- Don't act like you didn't. I saw it. I know you are attracted to her, and she is newer to all this than you are, especially since you came in with a decent amount of training already, but you're not doing her any favors in holding back as you just did. Her foes certainly won't.
- Yeah, I suppose you're right.
- I am! Haha! Well, save that betterment for another night! Time for food!
Orryth went off to get himself a meal. Empellian, having been a bit lost in thought, had to run after him to catch up.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 06, 2018 10:33 PM |
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The next day, the march was resumed. The Company marched though the city of Navgrod itself, being cheered on by the smallfolk along the way. The rest of the day was eventless, and the Brotherhood covered quite a lot of distance. Eventless was the rest of the week. Soon enough, they reached the Orc Lands.
Domerth sent out some of the Shadecloaks to assess the situation. Word had came from White Lotus that the Kythayan forces had arrived and broken camp as well. As both armies were on the opposite sides, the magic mirror was the only way to communicate between Domerth and General Zhaoshin.
They were discussing strategies for well over three hours, but it was generally agreed to send in cavalry to crush the Emerdinan army's flanks.
By this time, the shadecloaks had retured, but not alone. An orc was with them.
- General - He began. The orc was tall, like most orc, and of heavy build, certainly the heaviest build orc that Domerth ever saw. He wore traditional orcish armor, save for the helm, which he held in his left arm. The orc had a clean shaven head, with a dense, braided beard decorated with beads from what Domerth assumed were fourhorn horns. - I am Khan Cagan of Stone Ox tribe. Your spies informed me you're here to aid us.
- Yes, that is true Khan - Domerth replied.
- Good. The Emerdinans came with voidspawn. Large one's too.
- How large exactly? - Domerth asked. This wasn't the best news he heard.
- Giant sized. The warriors from the Black Claw tribe managed to kill three of them, and a dozen is left by now. They had hauled one back for our elders to examine, and we got one of them - He nodded towards Halfman and Nightshade, who wore the robes of Clan Samann, black with red trim and bronze accents. - In the city. The Samann Sorceror confirmed that they had bound a void spirit into the body of a giant.
- This is boding news. Seems Aiman embraced the cult in all it's forms. -Domerth looked at the map of the table. But still, they can be killed so there's that. We have more than enough able blades wielded by eager men and women. How are your kin holding up khan?
- We weaken with every passing day General. Your arrival couldn't be more timely. I suggest the time to strike is now.
- We are now making the final preparations for the assault. - Domerth said. He gestured for the orc Khan to take a seat. He was offered a drink and some food. He then, along with the leader of the Shadecloaks gave a thorough report of the Emerdinant troops present.
It had seemed that the cultist elders residing within the army had been using the corpses of slain orcs to bind voidspirits, so the Emerdinan force had been replenishing their numbers without relying on fresh recruits. There had been around sixty five thousand Emerdinans, the cultists and voidspawn included. The Khan gave very detailed information on that.
- It's settled then. - The image of General Zhaoshin replied. He was a rather young Kythayan man, roughly in his mid twenties. - I will get my Hwacha teams set up, and we, along with your cannoneers will barrage the emerdinan army.
- Yes, and after the volleys,- Domerth continued - I will lead the Blackwings and the Steelmanes, while you will charge in with your mounted men. Our orcish allies, along with our light cavalry will harass the enemy, killing off any stragglers. After the initial cavalry charge, our infantry will move in. Masters of Clan Samann will focus on the largest Voidspawn, and the rest of the Spellweavers will provide support as well. Parkkun is with us my lords. - He finished.
- Drakthan and Allikha Khan as well. - Cagan added. The image of General Zhaoshin bowed, and faded away from the mirror. Domerth and the rest stepped out of the tent. They were met with Allikha, to whom Khan Cagan payed respects to. It seemed that the arms-master had been encouraging the men and boosting their spirits.
Domerth gave one final speech, giving his men courage, and donned a helmet of the Blackwings. The final Battle for Kree shall commence in a few moments.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 07, 2018 12:10 PM |
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Federigo diligently tallied the men of the brotherhood, counting every man employed in every company and regiment, he wanted to make sure that the recounting of the events would leave the reader impressed at the quality of the company, then, when Domerth held his battle council he noted the report of the Shadecloaks, as well as the voidspawns that the orcs had previously fought.
This was the first major battle that he would have to recount, and in the pure scholarly spirit that he always had he wanted to have every particular nailed before writing the final draft.
When the time came to engage the enemy he covered himself in his fur cloak, he made sure that the horns of the goat were sharpened and wore his bascinet, then he got on his horse and followed the Steelmanes.
He whispered between himself: "Mea vis casum mihi adiuvare persuadeat." (May my strength convince fate to help me).
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 08, 2018 09:30 AM |
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The Brotherhood's war camp was on a hillsite, overlooking the valley down below, where the Emerdinan army was stationed below. The walls of Kree were being defended by orc marksmen. It seemed that the Emerdinan army had waited long enough, and had constructed a giant battering ram, which was manned by eight giant voidspawn, and the other troops, including several bands of jannisaries were forming up behind it, to prepare for the storming of the city. The ram itself was a few hundred yards away from the gates of Kree.
Domerth and the Blackwings had been lining up into formation as well, flanked by the Steelmanes and Wind Riders on both sides. Halfman and Nightshade, along with several other, lower ranked Samann mages were preparing one of their most potent incantations to unleash upon the voidspawn, while being surrounded by a circle of Brotherhood's Spellweavers, ready to defend the sorcerers channeling the spell. Behind the cavalry the Brotherhood's Sword and Arrow Brethren lined up, and Cannoneers were pushing the dwarven Organ Guns into position. Across the valley, on the other side General Zhaoshin had been directing his troops as well. The hwacha they brought were enormous, housing tens of, if not hundred of arrows to rain down upon the enemy. Once the siege weapons of both armies were into position, Domerth and General Zhaoshin gave the order to fire.
The artiller pieces barked furiously, as they unleashed their deadly payload upon the enemy troops. The Organ guns were loaded with dwarven canister shot, firing not only balls, but also bits of deadly schrapnel as well.
The volley of the organ guns, and the rain of arrows from the Kythayan Hwachas had created chaos within the Emerdinan ranks.
Before the smoke from the cannon had cleared, Domerth, and the other cavalry officers blew their horns signalling for attack. the sound of horns came from the Kythayan camp as well, and their cavalry armed with both spear and bow descended upon the Emerdinan army. At the last moment, Domerth put the chainmail "shroud" upon his face, and he lowered his spear, as he and the other Blackwings charged down hill, giving the troops plenty of momentum, and not a moment too soon, the orcs of the Brotherhood, riding their dire-wolves, gain a bit of a gap between those riding horses and war-rams. The orcs of the Brotherhood were lead by Allikha, who let out a ferocious howl at the top of his lungs, accompanied by warcries of his mounted kinsmen.
With a thunderous crash, the cavalries of the Brotherhood and the Imperial Kythayan army had crashed into the emerdinan ranks, leaving death in their wake. Domerth had stabbed one man with his spear, shattering it's shaft in the process, and now, with Wyrm's fury in hand, it's runes glowing as bright as the sun itself, were along with the other Blackwings chasing the soldiers of the emerdinan army and cutting them down. He didn't noted a vortex of black clouds forming above the giant emerdinan battering ram. It was the doing of the Samann mages. Purple lightning bolts of pure arcane energy began whipping the siege engine and the voidspawn pushing it.
The Liberation of Kree has begun.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 08, 2018 11:30 AM |
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The sound of the horn dominated every other noise, the Steelmanes started their charge and Federigo accompanied them, the Emerdinian ranks couldn't withstand the might of the Brotherhood cavalry, several enemy troops were killed in the charge and Federigo started to think about how he would write about the clash he even thought about adding a little personal note on the facts.
"I participated to the charge, and I could witness first-hand the valour of the troops of the company."
He still had some issues with it, primarily with the official nature of his work and how it would clash with such a personal sentiment.
He unsheated his short sword, he was impaired due to not having the reach of a normal cavalry saber, but he could manage to cut down some Emerdinian troops along the way. Heartened by the initial success he managed to keep calm since the enemy was already falling back.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 08, 2018 12:16 PM |
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After the initial charge, and the scattering of the Emerdinan army, the emerdinans managed to reform their ranks a bit, but were still scattered and disorganised.
Domerth's steed was slain, and now he, wielding both of his swords was engaging a voidspawn soldier. There were many like him, a lesser voidpsirit bound to a body of a slain orc. These particular voidspawn had brown skin, and horned heads, as well as the heavy build of the orcs. They were wielding emerdinan scimitars, for the most part, and few have been mutated further bearing an extra pair of arms or increased body masses.
The infantries of the Brotherhood and kythayans had by now descended, as did the tribal orc mounted warriors. The giant voidspawn manning the battering ram were decimated by the arcane storm, with each hit of the bolts of arcane lightning damaged them greatly, and had wrecked the siege engine itself, setting it ablaze for good.
As Domerth fought the voidspawn soldier, he caught glimpses of the battle around him, with blade and spell going at each other, as well, as an enemy or allied soldier dying from an arrow or a musket ball.
With a quick parry maneuver and a series of slashes, Domerth had downed another voidspawn soldier. He directed a band of Sword-Brethren to come with him, as they made throug the enemy ranks. Domerth was now hunting for the emerdinan officers, either to kill them,or at the very best, capture them alive, which had seemed rather unlikely. He saw Magnus riding a top of his ram, with several of his kinsmen, chasing down fleeing emerdinan soldiers, and either smashing them with his hammer, or, getting them trampled by the hooves of his ram. It seemed that their target was a straggling giant voidspawn, who wasn't part of the battering ram's crew.
Domerth and the Sword-Brethren accompanying him encountered General Zhaoshin fighting several enemies at once. They wore more ornate armor with dark, twisted motiffs, and each had the sigil of the Cult tattoed on their foreheads. The kythayan general was fighting using a pudao, and an ornate one at that, but he seemed to be outnumbered. Now Domerth would have had a closer look at the kythayan general himself, if not for the traditional Eastern Kythayan armor he was wearing, for the helmet of the general was mimicking a kythayan Great-Wyrm. Without saying a word to each other, Domerth and his Sword-Brethren engaged the cultists in combat, giving much needed relief for the kythayan general.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
Promising
Legendary Hero
Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 08, 2018 01:34 PM |
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Federigo was a bit farther from the captain, he saw the giant voidspawn being felled, in that moment of distraction he was unsaddled by a hook.
His horse started kicking all around it, one blow came directly to Federigo's head, stunning him a little, he then was hit again by an Emerdinian foot soldier, this time on the arm.
The hit left little damage on the armour, but the shock of the blow left a sharp pain on Federigo's arm, he screamed, then took his greatsword and beheaded the miscreant.
He got up foaming at the mouth and started swearing in every tongue he knew, at that point he started cleaving at every enemy who came to him, sometimes headbutting them. He saw a giant voidspawn coming towards the battlefield, and in his rage he started running towards it, uncaring for whomever tried to hit him.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
Promising
Legendary Hero
Divine Arcanist
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posted March 08, 2018 01:39 PM |
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With the charge of the cavalry, Orryth was off as well. Saying a quick chant, he was actually able to keep to keep up with them, though a few steps behind, due to the time for his spell to be completed. Each step he took also left a footprint of scorched earth.
Reaching the battlegrounds, Orryth started another chant. With this one's completion, he gazed about the area. It didn't take long to spot a small group of enemies he could have to himself. He reached for his pickax, and squatted down, positioning himself a bit, and then jumped. He didn't exactly jump into the air, but directly at the small group. They were surprised at this, and the one who had a pickax coming right at his chest was too hesitant to defend. The one that had the full force of a magically enhanced orc body flying at him got sent tumbling to the ground. Both connections had a quick spark of electricity.
The small group there was fairly quickly dealt with, jumping from one man to another, using his pickax and some uncertainty of who he would be going for next. The group finished off, he found some more enemies to deal with.
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JoonasTo
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted March 10, 2018 04:51 PM |
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Three men were playing dice next to the supply wagons, they all wore dark cloaks, signifying them as part of the shadecloaks.
"Two, GAH! Jacob, it's your turn next, you better roll a seven or we're in it deep."
"Hah! Keep dreaming Gar, I'll clean your pockets real good this time. I'll need to get something for this fiasco. It's the captain's fault were stuck on "counter intelligence" duty.", the man makes a finger quote as he says so.
"Hah, it was totally worth it! Should have seen their faces when Jade told them what she thought of them this time.", Jacob breaks out in loud laughter. It quickly stops as the dice lands on a one.
"HOHO! Now we're talking. Hand over those Talars." the greedy smile on the mans face grows wide.
"I have a better idea, let's bet for those. If I lose I pay you double."
"I'm in. If we see any action today, you win. If we don't, I do."
"And if the whisper of the woods manages to double our duty once the higher officers get back I'll gather.", Gar interjects.
All three men laugh heartily.
"No one in the cloaks would be stupid enough to take a bet with those odds."
A LOUD WHISTLE sounds out as an alarm arrow flies through the sky and lands dead middle of the crate they were using as a table. In an instant the three pull their weapons and spring to action.
"Well, well, looks like I'll get to keep my gold after all."
"You should tell her to stop doing that, I'm gonna lose my willy one of these days."
"No way am I going to go anywhere near those eyes if I have a choice. Besides, even the marked arrow would have trouble hitting something that small even if she tried."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA", another loud burst of laughter cut short by the earth trembling under them.
"What the hell is this?"
"I don't know, never seen something like this. You're the magic expert, you tell me.", they both turn to look at the third man finding his face devoid of colour.
"Jacob, you seen this before, talk to us!"
Suddenly a forceful strike on his back plunges him down to his knees. That seems to shake him free and he looks up.
"HORSES! SET THEM FREE! DO IT NOW! HURRY! IT'S COMING FOR THEM!"
Without wasting any time to pick up the man she just knocked down she jumps to the top of the wagon and cries out in a raw voice, almost mistakable for a beast of the wild.
"CUT LOOSE THE HORSES!", some of the regular men take action and soon the others are following their example freeing the horses of their burden. Not a moment too soon as the ground shatters and the air fills with earth. Countless small black forms emerge from the dust and quickly overwhelm those who were unlucky enough to be close. The Swarm expands as the men and horses run before them. She can hear her subordinate cry out.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE!" but before she has a chance to answer Jacob does it for her.
"RATS. Dead, disgusting, Rats. Thousands of them.", his face burns with hatred as he runs forward brandishing his axe. By now the support corps officers have managed to grasp the situation and are organising their resistance. "Tight formation. Don't let them surround you! A fighting retreat! Strike and step! Strike and step! Keep the rhytm!"
Having dropped her bow and picked up a broadleafed spear she has already passed Jacob and engaged with the enemy. Keeping ahead of the swarm she sweeps left and right with the spearhead darting around with impressive speed sending dead rat parts flying around like a stormwind scatters crops. All the while making no sound but the whisper of the spear slicing the air in it's path.
A whistling comes from the line of soldiers to her back. "So that's the whisper of the forest. That's the most beautiful dance I've seen."
"Ewww, dude, she's probably older than your grandma."
"Hey, don't diss my grandma! She's a tough lady."
"I doubt even half as tough as that, I hear she shoots a 200 pound bow."
"200! I call bullsnow, even if she's a dryad, that's impossible for someone her size."
"CUT THE CHATTER! THE CLOAKS ARE THERE SO YOU CAN GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR! SHIELD COMPANY! ADVANCE!"
As one the line of men starts moving towards the black swarm. When they get closer a whistle blows and they charge at the mass. The rats are crushed against the shields and under the boots.
"KEEP GOING! WE HAVE TO REACH THAT CRACK! BRACE THE CORRIDOR, KEEP IT FREE!"
The men coming from behind place their shields on top of each other and form a solid wall on the sides of the cleared ground, protecting their comrades. Two men are running from the base end of the corridor with men rolling barrels behind them.
"I swear, you're bloody crazy."
"It's gonna work, just trust me.", Gar replies
"I KNOW it's gonna work, that's how I can tell you're crazy!"
"Just make sure you don't miss."
"I know, I know. I'll make sure of it.", he answers with a solemn face
"JADE! GET BACK!", hearing it she effortlessly jumps across the shieldwall and lands next to the two cloaks. The two nod to the men captain of the company.
"CLEAR THE WALL! OPEN A PATH!" the soldiers make way and the barrels roll forward into the crack.
"LIGHT IT UP! EVERYONE! MAKE HASTE! RETREAT!"
The men turn around and run as fast as they can while Gar releases a flare aimed straight at the last of the barrels. It explodes with an earth shaking BOOOOM closing the crack and collapsing the tunnel to wherever the creatures came from.
A loud cheer follows from all the men but it's cut short by the officers.
"DON'T LAX UP! IT'S NOT OVER YET BEFORE THEY'RE ALL DEAD!"
"Pretty sure they already are!" someone shouts and is answered by laughter all around.
"ALRIGHT! HACK THEM UP!"
The men unleash a battlecry and charge into the fray once more.
"They don't need us anymore, do they?", Gar questions.
"Think so. They've got it together. All we'd do at this point is get in their way."
A stringent look from a pair of bright green eyes shuts them up.
"Right, we'll make sure the ones on this side are actually dead. Or whatever the proper stage of life is for these .", the loathing is clear in Jacob's voice. They proceed to mop up whatever stragglers might be left.
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DON'T BE A NOOB, JOIN A.D.V.E.N.T.U.R.E.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 10, 2018 08:34 PM |
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Domerth was aiding General Zhaoshin in fighting the Cultist leaders of the Army. They've proven tough, cut from a much different cloth than the usual Acolytes of the cult. They weren't driven by blind zeal and fanaticism, as the rest of the cultists were.
With a block, and a parry, Domerth evaded another incoming blow from one of the cultists, and spotting an opening in his opponent's defence, counterattacked at once, with a quick stab to the throat. The cultist bled like a struck pig, as he gargled and grasped for air, as life slowly seeped from his body. Domerth noticed that with a swift spinning move, General Zhaoshin had beheaded another cultist leader.
The Blade of Wyrm's fury had a soft, burning white aura around it now. It had seemed that the sword's power grew with every cultist or voidspawn slain. Domerth had not seen this before, although his father did told him about it, as the sword acted similary during the war in the North. As far as Domerth was concerned now, the white flame was the perfect counter to creatures of the Void, as they eluded the sting of this blade, as if it was fury of the gods themselves. He'll ask Halfman about his sword later on, since now, there was still a siege to break.
The Arcane storm conjured by the Samann mages had now almost evaporated, after destroying the battering ram and most of the Giant voidspawn manning it. Domerth saw someone riding down into the battle from the Brotherhood camp with a red orb of light following them. Bolts of Arcane lightning were loosened from the rider, as he, or she, as Domerth couldn't tell, was heading to the main battlefield. He turned his attention to another enemy, this time, he was sure it was a bound voidspirit. The creature had the signature horns of a voidspawn poking through a turban, and had turned the skin of the host's body bone white and wrinkly. The host wore traditional emerdinan armor, and wielded a shamshir in one hand and a jambya in another.
It said something to Domerth in the voidspawn tongue, but Domerth brushed it off, and readied to attack.
Frederigo
The charge of the knight was joined by several Sword-Brethren bearing pikes, as well as Magnus and the dwarf ram riders that accompanied him. Together, they made rapid advance on the giant voidspawn, who had his attention turned onto several Wind Rders harrasing it.
Orryth
As he looked for new targets, a fiery vortex manifested behind Orryth, burning several emerdinan troops who were gathering behind orc's back. As Orryth turned around, he saw a bound fire elemental, and an orc shaman commanding it. The shaman wore a garb made up of chainmail, direwolf fur and leather. She also wore ritualistic beads made from fourhorn ivory around her neck and wielded a sickle sword
- I've got your back my brother - She said, as she directed her bound spirit towards some fleeing emerdinans.
War Camp
The swarm of rodents did caused some chaos, yet it was turned quickly under control. Most of the rodents that had evaded the blade of the troops, met their demise at the hands of the spellweavers, mostly those who studied at Pyross. Nighshade had left the camp to aid the troops below, and Halfman now directed the efforts of his Samann peers to conjure a new spell.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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AlkarRahn
Promising
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Divine Arcanist
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posted March 11, 2018 04:11 PM |
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Orryth gave the woman a quick nod and salute, then turned back to task. Not too far away, he spotted that Dhulja woman fighting a group of the Emerdinan forces. A group of them that looked too large for her to take alone. Truth be told, one that looked a bit too large for him to successfully help with on his own. Good thing he just made a new friend. Orryth turned to the orc shaman and made a gesture to the Emerdinan group he intended to strike. Turning back, followed by a few magically-enhanced hops, and Orryth was there.
- What a mess. What a mess!
Half a dozen or so of the Emerdinans turned to Orryth as he arrived and went after him. Two of them fell to a couple strikes of his pickax. Another manage a swing at him, but Orryth used the enchantment he had placed in his weapon to have it quickly grow a large tortoise shell and used it as a shield to block the blow. He then backhanded the man with the shield, hearing the neck snap as it went back. Transforming the shield back into his weapon, Orryth hurried to finish off the others that had made him their immediate target. Those down, he made another hop to where Dhulja stood, back to back with her.
- And how did you get in this mess?
Dhulja scowled, though Orryth couldn't see it. Though, it wasn't for him anyway. - I got separated from my squad. I'm not sure how. There was some blind... - Dhulja paused to deflect a blow and counter, performing the maneuver adequately, then returned to the conversation. - some blinding light and the rest of my squad was just gone. I don't know if I was the lucky one, or they were.
Orryth, while listening, took the time to transform his weapon back into a shield and quickly chant a new spell. He had to deflect a couple blows in the process. - How would you not know? This doesn't look all that lucky. Unless you count bad luck!
-Well, I wouldn't think the entirety of the rest of the squad would be left in one unit. Each one probably has a similar situation in front of them, if not worse. I can think of one thing worse right away. One of those voidthings. Oh, plus I got you as backup now, so there's that!
-Ha! - One of the Emerdinans got his gut slammed into by Orryth's shield, sending him flying back into a few others. There he stayed, a fair amount of dirt covering the front of his armor. -That may be true, and that you do!
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Neraus
Promising
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Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 11, 2018 10:45 PM |
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Federigo was running in a mad frenzy, he stumbled upon some odd trooper here and there, sometimes he would almost trip on corpses.
He had put his sword on the back to aid him in his sprint, as such, he simply pushed away any enemy. That is, if they didn't run away due to the mad litany that he spewed while running.
At some point he noticed that a group of infantrymen were following him, and a group of ram-riders was getting to the point of surpassing him; at that point he just screamed aloud incoherently, the only thing that someone may have understood from his rambling was: -THE BEAST IS MINE TO KILL!-
He did get to cleave through the flesh of the monster, but was rapidly cast away by the voidspawn, with a single blow it sent Federigo flying back.
Federigo was once again laying on his back, this time however he was at least covered by the sword brethren, he didn't seem to care however, he was, yet again, swearing and screaming.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 13, 2018 10:36 AM |
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The voidspawn that Domerth dueled now had proven to be a tough opponent, as Domerth had a hard time with it, as the voidspawn was relentless in it's attack, and so far, Domerth only managed to knock off the jambya from it's arms, and now had to deal with only one blade directed at him. It made things easier for a bit, but not easy enough. The voidspawn still fought ferociously, and Domerth was barely able to deflect his blows, and soon, Dragon's Fury was knocked out of his hands. Quicly, Domerth reached for his last loaded pistol, and shot at the voidspawn, hitting it in the right shoulder, rendering it's sword arm useless. Domerth picked up the sword that was just knocked from his hand, and swiftly counterattacked, stabbing the voidspawn in the heart. The being screeched in agony, and Domerth silenced it with another stab, this time to the voidspawn's unprotected throat. Thus the screech was replaced by gargling of the being, as it bled to death.
Frederigo
The knight was helped up by a few men, and they resumed the attack on the giant voidspawn. Pikes sunk deep into the flesh of the voidspawn, and the dwarf Ram riders thrust their lances into it as well. The giant lost balance, and fell, giving an opportunity to finish it off.
Orryth
The shaman directed her bound elemental to the left flank of the squad of emerdinan troops that Orryth gestured to. The bound spirit spat several tongues of liquid flame at them, igniting some of them. The fire spirit then formed an axe as his weapon, as joined into the destruction of the emerdinan troops attacking Orryth and his companion.
The shaman then performed a simple ritual, forming several orbs of liquid, greenish yellow light, and directed them to Orryth and Dhulja. The duo felt their strenght and stamina returning to them, once the orbs of light hit their bodies.
As Nightshade rode into the battle, she was looking for the Emerdinan sorceres, or in this case, the warlocks of the cult. She found a group of three warlocks trying to open a rift to the void, to summon forth lesser , wild voidspawn, such as void hounds. She couldn't allow that to happen, and as such had killed the summoners with arcane lightning. She brandished her elven saber to fend off one of the voidspirits bound to a body of a slain orc. She channeled her arcane energies into the blade, as she fought the voidspawn. Once sufficiently charged, the blade unleashed the stored energy, disintegrating the voidspawn. She then return to her main task, of hunting down enemy mages.
If one would look from afar, even though with the battle still raging on, one could see that the Emerdinan army at Kree was almost finished off, their ranks were scattered, and they were being cut down one by one, despite fighting ferociously and with great zeal.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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posted March 13, 2018 06:19 PM |
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After cutting into the voidspawn's neck Federigo let out a scream of victory, he then leaped upon some retreating Emerdinian soldiers slaughtering them, after felling four of them he collapsed one last time out of exhaustion.
He felt his throat very sore and his vision was getting blurred, he hugged his sword and started staring at the sky.
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 14, 2018 11:10 AM |
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Magnus nudged Frederigo and offered him his wineskin.
- Bloody hell, lad. Just like your old man with all that damn bravado. - He said after looking over the dead corpse of the voidspawn. The slain being bore little resemblance to the giant that was used as a vessel for the voidspirit. It's skin was reddish brown, and it was devoid of any hairs. The head of the demon voidspawn had six horns on it's head, as well as massive tusks protruding from it's mouth.
At this point the battle was almost over, there were few pockets of resistance left, and the Emerdinan army at Kree was almost wiped out.
Nighshade had found the last remaining sorcerers of the Emerdinan army. She used her magic mirror to contact Halfman and the remaining Samann coven of the Brotherhood, and directed their one last spell onto the warlocks of the Emerdinan army. Another stormcloud was formed over them, and a storm of arcane lightning descended upon the warlocks of the Emerdinan army. Nightshade and the Sword-Brethren that surrounded her had been picking off any stragglers, trying to flee from the arcane storm.
Domerth and General Zhaoshin had a moment to recuperate, and regain some of their strength, as their opponents now lay dead.
- Victory is in our hands General - General Zhaoshin said to Domerth. He could've swore that the voice of the general didn't sound like a man's voice at all.
- In deed it is my lord - Domerth replied. The general removed his helmet, an ornate piece of armor indeed, and revealed that the general was, in fact a woman. She bowed to Domerth, as it was a custom in Kythay, and Domerth did the same. She reached for a wineskin, and extended it to Domerth. He took the vessel and drank from it. It held lukewarm kythayan Chai tea. He thanked the general and returned the wineskin to her.
- So my lady... I presume you're one of the daughters of his grace, Emperor Xiangshin?
- That I am my lord. - She said. - The youngest of the three.
The duo continued to converse with each other.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
Promising
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Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 14, 2018 11:31 AM |
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Federigo absently took the wineskin, raised his visor and took a sip trembling.
-Thank thee master Magnus... I... just don't know what happened.-
A wound he took on his head some days prior had bled again, leaving his right side of the face streaked in crimson.
He then looked around and said: -Where's Thomas? Where did my horse run off to?-
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
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posted March 14, 2018 12:15 PM |
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With the group of Emerdinans around Orryth doing no better than the rest of the army, the few there started to flee. Orryth felled one more before it got away, but the others were just too far away to effectively give chase using his current enchantment. That didn't stop Dhulja however, as she ran off after a few. Orryth turned to the shaman.
-I thank you. Your aid here was most beneficial.
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Kipshasz
Undefeatable Hero
Elvin's Darkside
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posted March 14, 2018 10:29 PM |
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Orryth
- You're more than welcome Brother - The shaman said as she recalled her fire elemental into a little totem and sheathed her sickle sword.
- You're from the Brotherhood aren't you? That's quite impressive mastery over the arcane for someone of our blood. I'm Serta, Daughter of Torug from the Black Claw tribe. And you are..?
Frederigo
Magnus laughed.
- I'll tell you what's happened lad. Your father's fiery blood happened. Apple doesn't fall far from the bloody tree,as that human saying goes, eh?- He said, and sighed. - A fierce warrior he was, but bloody foolish sometimes. His bravery in the War for The North cost him his leg. - He said as he passed the wineskin to Frederigo again.
Domerth and General Zhaoshin had directed their troops to pile down the corpses of Emerdinans, and burn them. Others were given the task to round up the dead of the Brotherhood and the Kythayan army.
The Brotherhood lost some of it's men, Domerth counted at most a thousand of them. Among the casualties, the worst one by far was the old arms master, Allikha. He was dying when two brotherhood soldiers carried him on a makeshift stretcher. The old orc had a grievous wound in the chest, and was bleeding out slowly, and the healers of the Brotherhood could do little about it, as the body was found to late. With his last remaining strenght, Allikha smiled at Domerth and said:
- I go now to Vellyn's halls. He's calling my name.- The orc said and coughed - Dragomir will be most pleased to hear about your valor my boy. You are... just like him. - The orc said, and died with a happy smile on his face.
- Rest now Mentor. - Domerth said - You've more than earned it.
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"Kip is the Gavin McInnes of HC" - Salamandre
"Ashan to the Trashcan", "I got PTSD from H7. " - LizardWarrior
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Neraus
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Pain relief cream seller
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posted March 14, 2018 11:30 PM |
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Edited by Neraus at 23:32, 14 Mar 2018.
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-Indeed, it was his favourite and most loathed story, it was a last stand to defend the Brotherhood's caravan wasn't it? He took a lot of pride in his valiant defense against the waves of cultists that came to them until the return of Lord Dragomir with reinforcements.-
He then smiled and said: -He never settles on the number of foes he had to face, at times he even numbered them to the hundreds of thousands... Until my mother corrects him and gives a far more conservative estimate. One thing's for certain, I'm not planning on inheriting his sense of scale.-
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Noli offendere Patriam Agathae quia ultrix iniuriarum est.
ANTUDO
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AlkarRahn
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Divine Arcanist
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posted March 15, 2018 12:22 PM |
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- I am Orryth Ancaston, from no tribe that I know of, though I am from the Brotherhood. I suppose you can call that a tribe, if you really wanted to! - Orryth put his weapon, now back in the form of a pickax away. - That fire creature was quite impressive there.
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