The following afternoon, a patrol passed the moongate near the Defenders of the Shire, when ethereal gate rippled and an unholy armored terror, glowing oddly yellow, appeared riding a scaled steed snorting blue and yellow flames. Girl Scouts stayed secured in the meeting hall as corpses and shattered remnants of warriors were given their final rest.ĭrained, depleted, citizens returned home to recover from what could only be described as a massacre. There was a weary relief among the people, but also the grief of tamers for their lost companions and the painful removal of bodies from the battlefield. does anyone know the words to Armageddon!?Ĭhip by chip, bit by bit, hour by hour, the battle waged on until at long last, the defiant, horrific abomination of a Mercenary Sergeant and its wicked steed collapsed in a lifeless slump.Ĭitizens inspected his armor, wondering where he had come from? What under Virtue had brought this kind of power?!!? Over here! Behind the house! I can't heal you here.ĭon't get anywhere near it! Stay back behind the trees. I am no god, but I am powerful enough to take all of your lives! *Wicked laugh* Are you mere gargoyle lovers soft? Are you asking to be spared? Hahaha, that will ne'er happen! Come, challenge me and enjoy the separation of your body from your soul. Your blades are dull, barely a tickle they give. Hahaha! Got cookies? I've harvested plenty, along with plenty of your lives. The Mercenary Sergeant, glowing unnaturally, raised his voice in a booming, rasping tone that shook the hillsides: As the battle waged on, many began to abandon hope and flee. Weary combatants took shelter in the nearby Scouts' Hall as the hostesses revitalized wounded with aid and cookie medication. As more and more defenders were called to the scene and the battle waged for hours. Their carcasses soon littered the ground.Ĭombat seemed unbearably long and difficult. From the call of a tamer's horn, the beastmasters came, bringing dragons and drakes and mighty creatures of force and awe. Lashing its tail, the lethal lizard and its rider took only seconds to find new mark, and strike! Hero upon hero fell having barely seen movement in the distance, the rider's eyesight apparently surpassing a bird of prey as it claimed victim upon victim.Įnergy vortexes found no chink in armor. followed by the sounds of their screams. In a matter of minutes, the battlecries of defenders charged through the trees of the Spiritwood, moongates opening to bring warriors and mages, bards and necromancers and rangers. Carrying the standard of Castle Blackthorne, he was riding what at first appeared to be an armored lizard, but which all at once reared back on hind legs, spewing arcs of elemental fire that instantly vaporized living flesh within its reach! A mercenary, sergeants' insignia emblazoned on his dragoon armor, but with deeply hidden eyes that glowed an unnatural gold from beneath its helm. Mercenary Scouts appeared through the gate and watchful citizens approached and, almost casually, flung energy vortexes at the would-be invaders. In the afternoon hours following the invasion of the castle, citizens on patrol of the mercenary moongate near the Girl Scouts' Meeting House spotted an impending invasion. Defenders proved capable, and the lines of defense held. At that point, the invasions had been containable, at least. Queen Dawn implored citizens to keep faithful lookout over the coming days to the kingdoms under mercenary attack. Later, it became apparent that the attack was merely a diversion to the escape (or kidnap) of Trubo Saius, the crystals guarding his room shattered. This attack was thought, at first, to have been a repercussion from the recent string of citizen statements, refusing to surrender to the invading mercenaries. Queen Dawn to gathered defenders of BritainĪs reported earlier, Trubo Saius, the former puppet of Casca, who had been imprisoned within the royal palace in Britain, disappeared during the invasion by winged putrefiers.
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