Grid: G-10
Location: Fire Breathing Fortress
"Where are these pendants?" asked Lord Void.
"My Lord," replied the trembling Majisto, "There has been a rumor that two young whelps now own the pendants. Where they are, however, I do not know."
Lord Void glared down at him and growled "Well then go out and find those two pendants at all costs!"
As the wizard scampered off Lord Void turned the lizard still moving about on the floor and muttered "Megabloks lizard..."
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daner sat in the endless sadows of the waves of magic.
"always remember, magic is a thing. All things are made. This, is where that thing is made" Daners instructor had once told Daner. The glisttening lights and colours slowly swam along, like nothing mattered. "when you cast a spell, the powers are slowly retracting to your will. YOU control the magic, not the magcic itsself" Daner thought harder. Lord Void. He was powerful. Very. Lord Void wanted the pendants, and Reno and Aros owned the pendants, there was no way around it, there would be conflict. Daner jumped up in an instant. Reno and Aros were strong, but not strong enough. Daner needed to reunite the misfits, and anyone else who could help combat this rising power...
daner sat in the endless sadows of the waves of magic.
"always remember, magic is a thing. All things are made. This, is where that thing is made" Daners instructor had once told Daner. The glisttening lights and colours slowly swam along, like nothing mattered. "when you cast a spell, the powers are slowly retracting to your will. YOU control the magic, not the magcic itsself" Daner thought harder. Lord Void. He was powerful. Very. Lord Void wanted the pendants, and Reno and Aros owned the pendants, there was no way around it, there would be conflict. Daner jumped up in an instant. Reno and Aros were strong, but not strong enough. Daner needed to reunite the misfits, and anyone else who could help combat this rising power...
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Jones looked into the eyes of Remorsa. This was his biggest rival, and they were going to duel.
Jones struck first, he lunged forward, slashing. Remorsa ripped his sword through the air, almost tearing the wind itself. His heavy armour clunked as he moved. he easily parried Jones' strike. The 2 started duelling intensly. Every blow was blocked, every swing was parried. Then, 3 things happened all at once. Jones swung, but slippe and stumbled. Remorsa dodged the swing with ease, and pointed his long sword at his chest, he swung his long dark hair out of his eyes.
Then there was a pop. A wizard stood there, out of no where. His presense was amazing. A sword hung at his side, in a sheath. A wand was also stupidly stuck in his belt. he had a large wizards hat, and long beard hair.
Remorsa looked at the wizard and smirked.
"well, hello" Remnorsa laughed, he lowered his sword from Jones' chest, and kicked Jones where the sword had been.
"and what might you want?" Remorsa growled at the wizard.
"have you seen a man with 4 commpanions? One has a severed ear, and is a Forester. The other 2 are from the wolfpack, quite unique. There is a bull and a falcon also, an odd company..." daner asked quietly, he looked into the distance of the trees.
"well... hahaha.... i saw a man fitting your description of the forester... he was with 2 companions of the wolfpack realm. They headed off hurridly.... why? they steal your magic toad? hahahaha" remorsa laughed. he did not know the seriousness of this matter.
"Its too late... they know i am here...." Daner muttered to himself.
"Can you feel the wind?" daner asked Remorsa, Remorsa put his hand out.
"Um... no." Remorsa said.
"Wind Riders. And by the tremors in the ground, Deathers..." Daner mutterd again.
A terrivle howl burst out that made Remorsa's ear bones tremebled.
Then, they could be seen. The wind riders were fast. Hoods and cloaks covered them, and they seemed to glide along the wind, hence the name. The deathers were clumbersome creatures. They had heavy black armour on, and black full helms. there were 3 of each.
"Jones'!! Get up!!" remorsa shouted at his fallen rival. The smirk from remorsa's face had vanished. Jones began to stand groggily. Remorsa handed him his sword, they, for the first time, were fighting as comrades.
One of the creatures, although which one was unknown let out a gastly howl. Daner fired a blast of magic into the crowd of Evil. It momentarily stopped them, but they came back to there normal speed. The first Deather came, and drew a long black sword. It headed for the still injured Jones'. But, before it could reach jones, its head was rolling down the floor, with remorsas sword in the posistion in which the head should have been. the 3 readied there weapons. After a quick 5 minutes, the battle was over, and a pool of black blood was on the floor.
"well, wizard.... can you explain?" remorsa asked.
Jones looked into the eyes of Remorsa. This was his biggest rival, and they were going to duel.
Jones struck first, he lunged forward, slashing. Remorsa ripped his sword through the air, almost tearing the wind itself. His heavy armour clunked as he moved. he easily parried Jones' strike. The 2 started duelling intensly. Every blow was blocked, every swing was parried. Then, 3 things happened all at once. Jones swung, but slippe and stumbled. Remorsa dodged the swing with ease, and pointed his long sword at his chest, he swung his long dark hair out of his eyes.
Then there was a pop. A wizard stood there, out of no where. His presense was amazing. A sword hung at his side, in a sheath. A wand was also stupidly stuck in his belt. he had a large wizards hat, and long beard hair.
Remorsa looked at the wizard and smirked.
"well, hello" Remnorsa laughed, he lowered his sword from Jones' chest, and kicked Jones where the sword had been.
"and what might you want?" Remorsa growled at the wizard.
"have you seen a man with 4 commpanions? One has a severed ear, and is a Forester. The other 2 are from the wolfpack, quite unique. There is a bull and a falcon also, an odd company..." daner asked quietly, he looked into the distance of the trees.
"well... hahaha.... i saw a man fitting your description of the forester... he was with 2 companions of the wolfpack realm. They headed off hurridly.... why? they steal your magic toad? hahahaha" remorsa laughed. he did not know the seriousness of this matter.
"Its too late... they know i am here...." Daner muttered to himself.
"Can you feel the wind?" daner asked Remorsa, Remorsa put his hand out.
"Um... no." Remorsa said.
"Wind Riders. And by the tremors in the ground, Deathers..." Daner mutterd again.
A terrivle howl burst out that made Remorsa's ear bones tremebled.
Then, they could be seen. The wind riders were fast. Hoods and cloaks covered them, and they seemed to glide along the wind, hence the name. The deathers were clumbersome creatures. They had heavy black armour on, and black full helms. there were 3 of each.
"Jones'!! Get up!!" remorsa shouted at his fallen rival. The smirk from remorsa's face had vanished. Jones began to stand groggily. Remorsa handed him his sword, they, for the first time, were fighting as comrades.
One of the creatures, although which one was unknown let out a gastly howl. Daner fired a blast of magic into the crowd of Evil. It momentarily stopped them, but they came back to there normal speed. The first Deather came, and drew a long black sword. It headed for the still injured Jones'. But, before it could reach jones, its head was rolling down the floor, with remorsas sword in the posistion in which the head should have been. the 3 readied there weapons. After a quick 5 minutes, the battle was over, and a pool of black blood was on the floor.
"well, wizard.... can you explain?" remorsa asked.
Loc: Hemlock Armory
"PREPARE your weapons, men. Trevelayn, you and Fraun head out to scout the Wolfpack positions. The largest battle yet is about to come, I can feel it." Radjar ordered. "I and Gereld will head out towards Loughton to keep an eye on Valus' stockade. Good luck."
The company moved out and Radjar's mounted men headed towards Loughton and destiny.
THE city of Loughton was not as qaint as it usually was. Black, acrid smoke rose from the town. Gereld's face looked grim.
"We must hurry, mi-lord. The town has been sacked!"
In the razed village the bodies of the dark Forest men there lay sprawled out in pools of blood. The King and General stared somberly at the slaughter, when something caught his eye. Just in front of an overturned cart, a ranger officer clutched his gut, blood slipping through his fingers. The face stared up, and beneath the hood was Valus Naras.
"Valus!" yelled Gereld. "Good Chodan!"
The dying ranger coughed, and crimson blood graced his pale cheek. Blood that should have been that of the Wolfpack; but was instead that of a great hero.
"R-radjar...koff... You came too late... I don't blame you, you could not of come..."
"Who did this, Val? Who bloody did this!"
Valus pulled Radjar closer to him.
"The Red Wolf," he whispered.
"Grimtongue," cursed Gereld.
"Radjar... You are forever... koff... My... King."
The legendary ranger let out one last breath, and died. Radjar wept. Through his armor came the light of his wound. The Shadow Wound. The one he had used in such power... It was growing now, yes...
Fraun Jerlock and Trevelayn rode off into the distance. something caught there eye. It was the King of Three Daggers.
It was Willem Blackcloak.
"PREPARE your weapons, men. Trevelayn, you and Fraun head out to scout the Wolfpack positions. The largest battle yet is about to come, I can feel it." Radjar ordered. "I and Gereld will head out towards Loughton to keep an eye on Valus' stockade. Good luck."
The company moved out and Radjar's mounted men headed towards Loughton and destiny.
THE city of Loughton was not as qaint as it usually was. Black, acrid smoke rose from the town. Gereld's face looked grim.
"We must hurry, mi-lord. The town has been sacked!"
In the razed village the bodies of the dark Forest men there lay sprawled out in pools of blood. The King and General stared somberly at the slaughter, when something caught his eye. Just in front of an overturned cart, a ranger officer clutched his gut, blood slipping through his fingers. The face stared up, and beneath the hood was Valus Naras.
"Valus!" yelled Gereld. "Good Chodan!"
The dying ranger coughed, and crimson blood graced his pale cheek. Blood that should have been that of the Wolfpack; but was instead that of a great hero.
"R-radjar...koff... You came too late... I don't blame you, you could not of come..."
"Who did this, Val? Who bloody did this!"
Valus pulled Radjar closer to him.
"The Red Wolf," he whispered.
"Grimtongue," cursed Gereld.
"Radjar... You are forever... koff... My... King."
The legendary ranger let out one last breath, and died. Radjar wept. Through his armor came the light of his wound. The Shadow Wound. The one he had used in such power... It was growing now, yes...
Fraun Jerlock and Trevelayn rode off into the distance. something caught there eye. It was the King of Three Daggers.
It was Willem Blackcloak.
"Alright Kif, let's show these freaks what a bloated, runaway military budget can do"
Grid: M-7
Location: Just past the Wolfpack border
As the group was coming over a large hill they were able to see the Wolfpack army that Defoe had gathered. "Sir, it looks as if we are being followed." one of the scouts shouted to the front of the group. "I will worry about that later, Defoe is going to be dealt with first." Willem said. 'There is so much anger in his voice, I have never seen him like this before.' Graygon thought. Issac ordered a small number of scouts to greet the advancing men while the rest headed down to the Wolfpack encampment. As the group began entering the camp led by Willem they were greeted by four Wolfpack guards who instantly stood in shock at the sight of Willem. Willem addressed them and brushed right past him to stand right before the camp. "Defoe you coward, show yourself and prepare to be dealt with. Your unjust rule in my absence is over." Willem shouted
Location: Just past the Wolfpack border
As the group was coming over a large hill they were able to see the Wolfpack army that Defoe had gathered. "Sir, it looks as if we are being followed." one of the scouts shouted to the front of the group. "I will worry about that later, Defoe is going to be dealt with first." Willem said. 'There is so much anger in his voice, I have never seen him like this before.' Graygon thought. Issac ordered a small number of scouts to greet the advancing men while the rest headed down to the Wolfpack encampment. As the group began entering the camp led by Willem they were greeted by four Wolfpack guards who instantly stood in shock at the sight of Willem. Willem addressed them and brushed right past him to stand right before the camp. "Defoe you coward, show yourself and prepare to be dealt with. Your unjust rule in my absence is over." Willem shouted
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In the plains of Magic
After Daner had related the whole epic to the 2 mercanary leaders, Jones and remorsa looked bewildered at Daner.
"Now, we must go!" daner said, and with a flick of a hand, the 3 were standing in the plains of magic.
"Arrgggghhhh!!!" Remorsa shouted, for he did not know where he was.
"I have seen it. A great army will amass... Lord Voids cruel minions..." daner trailed off.
"Defoe... He will join the evil..." Dane r started agian, and once more, trailed offf.
Then, a flash shocked Remorsa and Jones, and the 2 fell to the blood stained ground. Dark forest men lay on the ground, in pools of there own blood.
"Valus!!" A Radjar shouted, he was weeping terribly. The 2 meracnarys stood.
Daner was already standing next to radjar.
Daner sighed.
"It is always sad to loose a comrade, Radjar..." daner said
Radjar wondered how he had known his name.
"Is there anybody by the name of Willem BlackCoat around here?" daner asked slowly, as to not again upset Rad.
"That bandit!! His comrade!! Defoe!! he killed Valus!!" Rad broke down again.
"We have sent out scouts, by the names of Fraun and Trevelayn, if he is around here, they will know about it." Gereld explained to Daner.
"you two, wait here." daner motioned to remorsa and Jones.
"A war will amass... Radjar, be ready... be strong" daner said in a final desperation, and in a whisp, he was gone, he needed to find willem.
In the plains of Magic
After Daner had related the whole epic to the 2 mercanary leaders, Jones and remorsa looked bewildered at Daner.
"Now, we must go!" daner said, and with a flick of a hand, the 3 were standing in the plains of magic.
"Arrgggghhhh!!!" Remorsa shouted, for he did not know where he was.
"I have seen it. A great army will amass... Lord Voids cruel minions..." daner trailed off.
"Defoe... He will join the evil..." Dane r started agian, and once more, trailed offf.
Then, a flash shocked Remorsa and Jones, and the 2 fell to the blood stained ground. Dark forest men lay on the ground, in pools of there own blood.
"Valus!!" A Radjar shouted, he was weeping terribly. The 2 meracnarys stood.
Daner was already standing next to radjar.
Daner sighed.
"It is always sad to loose a comrade, Radjar..." daner said
Radjar wondered how he had known his name.
"Is there anybody by the name of Willem BlackCoat around here?" daner asked slowly, as to not again upset Rad.
"That bandit!! His comrade!! Defoe!! he killed Valus!!" Rad broke down again.
"We have sent out scouts, by the names of Fraun and Trevelayn, if he is around here, they will know about it." Gereld explained to Daner.
"you two, wait here." daner motioned to remorsa and Jones.
"A war will amass... Radjar, be ready... be strong" daner said in a final desperation, and in a whisp, he was gone, he needed to find willem.
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reno did not know where he was going. He was lost, phisically, and mentally. He had alot on his mind. He had a burden unlike anything he had ever had. Much of the same kind of that of Garalt of the old stroys of Ikros. He was alone. Again. he like it when he was a lone wanderer... Until he met the Misfits.
How reno missed his friends, that he had begun to feel part of the family of. Renos chest began to burn wildly, he cluthed it, but fell to the floor in pain. His mixed Dragons blood rolled out of his pocket, but did not spill.
Reno wheesed. He was in a black place, with storm clouds gathering high in the sky. Wind Riders were slowly gathering around a small rock. Then, on top of the rock, a horrible screech caused the Wind Riders to scurry away.
The pendant Reno... The voice howled, reno, although he had never met him, knew it was Lord Void.
"Reno!!"
NOW!!!!! the voice howled Void began advancing upon reno.
"Reno!! Please!!"
Void drew a dagger. And raised it high in the air.
"Reno!!!! No!!!!!"
reno did not know where he was going. He was lost, phisically, and mentally. He had alot on his mind. He had a burden unlike anything he had ever had. Much of the same kind of that of Garalt of the old stroys of Ikros. He was alone. Again. he like it when he was a lone wanderer... Until he met the Misfits.
How reno missed his friends, that he had begun to feel part of the family of. Renos chest began to burn wildly, he cluthed it, but fell to the floor in pain. His mixed Dragons blood rolled out of his pocket, but did not spill.
Reno wheesed. He was in a black place, with storm clouds gathering high in the sky. Wind Riders were slowly gathering around a small rock. Then, on top of the rock, a horrible screech caused the Wind Riders to scurry away.
The pendant Reno... The voice howled, reno, although he had never met him, knew it was Lord Void.
"Reno!!"
NOW!!!!! the voice howled Void began advancing upon reno.
"Reno!! Please!!"
Void drew a dagger. And raised it high in the air.
"Reno!!!! No!!!!!"
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Location: Fire Breathing Fortess
Lord Void had waited too long. It had been fives hours and yet there was no word for Majisto. Lord Void launched himself off his thrown and charged out of the great hall.
"If you want something done right you gotta do it yourself!" he muttered.
Snaching up he staff, he threw open the giant oak doors and strode out of the fortress. He soon came to a large hill on top of which was located Majisto's Tower. Lord Void passed the tower and stopped at a platform where Majisto cast spells. Lord Void positioned himself on the platform and wielded his staff of power.
"I SEEK THE PENDANTS OF KING KRIS!!" he shouted. With a flash of fire, he was gone.
Location: Fire Breathing Fortess
Lord Void had waited too long. It had been fives hours and yet there was no word for Majisto. Lord Void launched himself off his thrown and charged out of the great hall.
"If you want something done right you gotta do it yourself!" he muttered.
Snaching up he staff, he threw open the giant oak doors and strode out of the fortress. He soon came to a large hill on top of which was located Majisto's Tower. Lord Void passed the tower and stopped at a platform where Majisto cast spells. Lord Void positioned himself on the platform and wielded his staff of power.
"I SEEK THE PENDANTS OF KING KRIS!!" he shouted. With a flash of fire, he was gone.
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Location: Forestmen Docks
Sheath darted through the hail of arrows as he made his way for a fishing vessel. He had had to fight his way inland from the three worlds crossroads, sometimes slaughtering countless hordes of men as they tried to stop him. But he was on the home stretch as he ran down a pier and made a jump for the boat. He raised the sail and cut the ropes loose. Sheath was away. He saw the vessel he followed in the distance, already on the opposite shore of the straights. Sheath thought for a moment about his next move. He would have to track his target across wolfpack territory and then most likely South. It would be much easier to end the great war between the Dark Forest and the Wolfpack before continuing his journey. That's what he would do...join the Dark Forest.
"But how?" he asked himself. He was a public enemy in 3 territories, one of which was the Dark Forest. Marching into Hemlock Fortress was out of the question. Even sneaking would be hard. He neared shore and saw a small group of men slip away from the docks into the small town nearby. Suddenly, he leaped from his stool on deck and cut the sail ropes. A Dark Forst galley approached from the Southwest. His plan seemed to be in motion.
Location: Forestmen Docks
Sheath darted through the hail of arrows as he made his way for a fishing vessel. He had had to fight his way inland from the three worlds crossroads, sometimes slaughtering countless hordes of men as they tried to stop him. But he was on the home stretch as he ran down a pier and made a jump for the boat. He raised the sail and cut the ropes loose. Sheath was away. He saw the vessel he followed in the distance, already on the opposite shore of the straights. Sheath thought for a moment about his next move. He would have to track his target across wolfpack territory and then most likely South. It would be much easier to end the great war between the Dark Forest and the Wolfpack before continuing his journey. That's what he would do...join the Dark Forest.
"But how?" he asked himself. He was a public enemy in 3 territories, one of which was the Dark Forest. Marching into Hemlock Fortress was out of the question. Even sneaking would be hard. He neared shore and saw a small group of men slip away from the docks into the small town nearby. Suddenly, he leaped from his stool on deck and cut the sail ropes. A Dark Forst galley approached from the Southwest. His plan seemed to be in motion.
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Location: field
Power pulsed through Lord Void. The Pendants were close, he could feel it! He swirled about caught sight of a crouched figure who was holding a small object. Lord Void drew out a long, wicked-looking knife and was about to slice at the figure when another small person charged into Lord Void shouting "Nooooo!"
Lord Void kicked the small figure aside, plunged the knife into the first figure and snatched up the pendant.
He chuckled.
Location: field
Power pulsed through Lord Void. The Pendants were close, he could feel it! He swirled about caught sight of a crouched figure who was holding a small object. Lord Void drew out a long, wicked-looking knife and was about to slice at the figure when another small person charged into Lord Void shouting "Nooooo!"
Lord Void kicked the small figure aside, plunged the knife into the first figure and snatched up the pendant.
He chuckled.
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"ArrrggghhhhhHH" Reno shouted. THe daggger had pierced his shoulder.
"Reno! Get up!" Aros shouted. Reno could here the sound of Aros drawing his sword, as did Luxus.
"Deathers!!" Reno howled through his pain. Blood splurted through his hand that was clucthed around his shoulder, the dagger was not a warriors dagger, it was a Sorcerers dagger. Reno let go of his shoulder, and let the blood spill freely. He put the bag in front of his face, and began looking through the bag. He pulled out a small metal case, his Herbs and Remedies case. He put his hand out steadily, and plucked up the Dragons Mixed blood, and slipped it into his pocket. He opened the case, and pulled out a small herb, and pushed it into his wound. He screamed in agony, and attempted to get up. Everything went quiet, at least trough Renos ears anyway. He unsteadily limped across to the nearest Deather, and drew his sword. He quickly slashed, but his blow went short, as he could not concentrate. The Deather raised his dark blade, and readied himself to slash. But, before he could slash, he was laying on the floor, dead. Luxus pulled his sword from the deathers neck.
The distant howl of Void was ringing the air. Reno stumbled forward, and began to break into an odd run.
"ArrrggghhhhhHH" Reno shouted. THe daggger had pierced his shoulder.
"Reno! Get up!" Aros shouted. Reno could here the sound of Aros drawing his sword, as did Luxus.
"Deathers!!" Reno howled through his pain. Blood splurted through his hand that was clucthed around his shoulder, the dagger was not a warriors dagger, it was a Sorcerers dagger. Reno let go of his shoulder, and let the blood spill freely. He put the bag in front of his face, and began looking through the bag. He pulled out a small metal case, his Herbs and Remedies case. He put his hand out steadily, and plucked up the Dragons Mixed blood, and slipped it into his pocket. He opened the case, and pulled out a small herb, and pushed it into his wound. He screamed in agony, and attempted to get up. Everything went quiet, at least trough Renos ears anyway. He unsteadily limped across to the nearest Deather, and drew his sword. He quickly slashed, but his blow went short, as he could not concentrate. The Deather raised his dark blade, and readied himself to slash. But, before he could slash, he was laying on the floor, dead. Luxus pulled his sword from the deathers neck.
The distant howl of Void was ringing the air. Reno stumbled forward, and began to break into an odd run.
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Lord void whirled about. Where is the other Pendant?? Where is it??
His summoned Deathers were taking care of the three persons so he had time to concentrate his power on finding the other Pendant. He clutched his staff of power and swung it about in an arch until it nearly wrenched itself out of his hands. The remaining pendant is over there!
Lord Void dashed over and sliced the second figure across the back from left shoulder to right leg with his knife. The figure fell with a cry, and Lord Void snatched up the second Pendant.
Both Pendants were now his!!!
With a flash, Lord Void and his minions were gone.
Lord void whirled about. Where is the other Pendant?? Where is it??
His summoned Deathers were taking care of the three persons so he had time to concentrate his power on finding the other Pendant. He clutched his staff of power and swung it about in an arch until it nearly wrenched itself out of his hands. The remaining pendant is over there!
Lord Void dashed over and sliced the second figure across the back from left shoulder to right leg with his knife. The figure fell with a cry, and Lord Void snatched up the second Pendant.
Both Pendants were now his!!!
With a flash, Lord Void and his minions were gone.
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Loc: Outlying Wolfpack Camp
"YOU fool! Defoe's not here, you best-lock! Fatal mistake!" a captain called out to Willem.
Willem grinned as the captain charged towards him, pulling out a crossbow. His double knives flew straight through the air, landing with a THUD! into the idiot's skull. As he had alerted the whole encampment, the battalion of Wolfpack men all raised their weapons...
Over the hill came a storm of arrows, and two horsemen, one a Forester Ranger, the other a Crusader mercenary, galloped on horseback over the knoll. Behind them charged a company of rangers, and after a volley of arrows, all thre down their bows and unsheathed their deadly curved blades, slidding down the steep hillside into the Wolfpack men stranded in the basin.
Willem and Graygon took their chance and darted off just in time to miss a salvo of oncoming crossbow bolts, taking cover behind a tree.
"Sir, must've been a smaller redoubt. I doubt Defoe would be way out in this backwater place."
"Aye, he's probably in Daggerfall Spire," Willem said. "The crown castle of Wolfpack lands..."
"But that would be..."
"Overseas."
A Wolfpack warrior fell in death next to Graygon, who turned to loose three arrows into the mass of clashing troops.
"We have no allegiances here," noted Willem, "Neither Radjar nor our own men will help us."
The band of Forestmen rangers were cutting through the tide of unending enemies, the men on horseback killing off the bulk of the forces. Soon the battle had ended, but a small clash.
"Ah, look what we've found!" cried the Crusader. "Look Fraun, if it is the Crown Jewel and his lapdog!"
Willem and Graygon sneered as Trevelayn and Fraun took them away.
"YOU fool! Defoe's not here, you best-lock! Fatal mistake!" a captain called out to Willem.
Willem grinned as the captain charged towards him, pulling out a crossbow. His double knives flew straight through the air, landing with a THUD! into the idiot's skull. As he had alerted the whole encampment, the battalion of Wolfpack men all raised their weapons...
Over the hill came a storm of arrows, and two horsemen, one a Forester Ranger, the other a Crusader mercenary, galloped on horseback over the knoll. Behind them charged a company of rangers, and after a volley of arrows, all thre down their bows and unsheathed their deadly curved blades, slidding down the steep hillside into the Wolfpack men stranded in the basin.
Willem and Graygon took their chance and darted off just in time to miss a salvo of oncoming crossbow bolts, taking cover behind a tree.
"Sir, must've been a smaller redoubt. I doubt Defoe would be way out in this backwater place."
"Aye, he's probably in Daggerfall Spire," Willem said. "The crown castle of Wolfpack lands..."
"But that would be..."
"Overseas."
A Wolfpack warrior fell in death next to Graygon, who turned to loose three arrows into the mass of clashing troops.
"We have no allegiances here," noted Willem, "Neither Radjar nor our own men will help us."
The band of Forestmen rangers were cutting through the tide of unending enemies, the men on horseback killing off the bulk of the forces. Soon the battle had ended, but a small clash.
"Ah, look what we've found!" cried the Crusader. "Look Fraun, if it is the Crown Jewel and his lapdog!"
Willem and Graygon sneered as Trevelayn and Fraun took them away.
"Alright Kif, let's show these freaks what a bloated, runaway military budget can do"
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Fraun and Trevelayn took Willem and Graygon to Hemlock were Isaac and his men were already getting their rest. Radjar was talking to Isaac when Fraun and Trevelayn entered with Willem and Graygon.
"Hello there Willem. I hope this is of no inconvenience to you." Radjar said.
"No." Fumed Willem. "But I would like an explanation as to why my men attacked me."
"I thought you would have already known my friend. Degoe has turned them against you. And now seeks to destroy you and myself."
"Their must be some Wolfpack loyal to me." Said Willem.
"Of course there are. And we must see to it that you find those men loyal to you and destroy Defoe before he does you."
"I can't do it myself."
"Of course you can't. Mine and my men's lives are at your disposal." Said Fraun.
"And mine as well." Said Isaac.
"Well." Said Radjar. "If you are leaving in the morning let us have a feast and rejoice. For Willem will be returned to his throne and the Wolfpack and Dark Forest will maybe live in peace for once."
"Indeed that would be nice." Siad Willem. So they went to eat and drink.
"Hello there Willem. I hope this is of no inconvenience to you." Radjar said.
"No." Fumed Willem. "But I would like an explanation as to why my men attacked me."
"I thought you would have already known my friend. Degoe has turned them against you. And now seeks to destroy you and myself."
"Their must be some Wolfpack loyal to me." Said Willem.
"Of course there are. And we must see to it that you find those men loyal to you and destroy Defoe before he does you."
"I can't do it myself."
"Of course you can't. Mine and my men's lives are at your disposal." Said Fraun.
"And mine as well." Said Isaac.
"Well." Said Radjar. "If you are leaving in the morning let us have a feast and rejoice. For Willem will be returned to his throne and the Wolfpack and Dark Forest will maybe live in peace for once."
"Indeed that would be nice." Siad Willem. So they went to eat and drink.
Space rocks.
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Location: Remains of Olgendale village
Holy megabloks....
Bjarn sagged in his saddle and the three horses whinnied nervously and they entered the burnt ruins of the small village of Olgendale. Bjarn wrinkled his nose as a whiff of charred human flesh reached his nostrils. Bjarn dismounted and tied the horses to a post. He readied his bow and stalked quietly in the growing dark, ready at a moment to flee or fight. He cocked his remaining ear and listened carefully.
What was that?
He could here rustling ahead of him. Was it friend or foe? Bjarn crept foward and then stopped. Two people were ahead of him, tried to not be seen. Bjarn stepped forward boldly and shouted.
"My name is Bjarn, and I am of the Forestmen. What has happened here and why are you hiding?"
Location: Remains of Olgendale village
Holy megabloks....
Bjarn sagged in his saddle and the three horses whinnied nervously and they entered the burnt ruins of the small village of Olgendale. Bjarn wrinkled his nose as a whiff of charred human flesh reached his nostrils. Bjarn dismounted and tied the horses to a post. He readied his bow and stalked quietly in the growing dark, ready at a moment to flee or fight. He cocked his remaining ear and listened carefully.
What was that?
He could here rustling ahead of him. Was it friend or foe? Bjarn crept foward and then stopped. Two people were ahead of him, tried to not be seen. Bjarn stepped forward boldly and shouted.
"My name is Bjarn, and I am of the Forestmen. What has happened here and why are you hiding?"
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