well, fuck guys.
phyrexia kicked our asses.
looks like the whole place is going to go machine orthodoxy at any time
i guess we can just go eat our last gelfruit and mutate peacefully
i'm going to go apply at that fucker giaxtas' camp
not elves: Another view on The battle for Brionne passposted Jan 2nd 2012, 12:29AM
Mood: Enthusiastic
Jauces Stalvern waited. the base were FILL WITH DEMONS
sorry, had to get the reference out of the way.
The brazer lit interior or Renaurd Castle was filled with light well after most of the other residents of the sleepy town of Congac had already turned into the night. inside the war room, many knights drank and argued in court clothes, debating the merits of various strategies.
"It simply can't be done!" a young knight with short brown hair yelled across the table. "We can't afford to meet the elves head on. judging by out track record, we have no chance of routing them, or putting a dent in them for that matter! Us attacking them alone will lead them right back to Congac and there goes any further chances of our employ."
"Hold your tongue Wulfric" a grizzled knight with a mop of black hair growled. "There's no way They can cross the River Gond at this time. they'd be torn to shreds, and we'd have time to set up our real trebuchets, not those wimpy things the peasants use. They'd be craters before they knew it"
"That's Sir Wulfric, Sir Alavan. You may have taken a drink from the grail of the lady, but that is no reason to forget i have left my days of erantry behind and have taken the Full vow. and besides, what makes you think they'd cross?" Wulfric seemed bemused, taking a deep drink of his ale.
"We're all knights here Wulfric, Please, call me Alavan." The knight wiped his hair out of his eyes. "And where else would they pass? crossing over the bridge to Astroia would be suicide, they have a force waiting ten times as big as we."
"What about the pass?" A voice questioned from the head of the table, looking up from a well drawn map of the Congac region, various defeats and victories marked across it's length. The table fell silent, as the lord of the castle had not yet said a word to those assembled.
"Milord, you're not suggesting they'd cross at Brionne, are you?" Alavan inquired, looking quite confused. "the pass is..."
"Infested with ogres at the moment yes." The lord paused, scratching at his head slightly, a look of deep thought on his face. "but that doesn't mean they can't get through. ogres are very open to bribery, and i can't imagine that the elves would be afraid to deal with ogres seeing as the fools have joined forces with the northerners before, and they're far less open to suggestion."
"Well we'd have to deal with the ogres as well then." Wulfric said with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. "i'd hate to be rude lord Jauces, but i'd think we have a hard enough time with the elves alone, no need to add another enemy to the mix"
"Two birds with one stone i'd say" A Woman at the far end of the group said with a smile to the surprise of the table. "The lady advises me that we should pursue these ruffians into the pass. she also whispers that the ace up the sleeve of Lord Jauces should be arriving in short order"
"thank you for the support Lady Syphonne, and they already have" with that, a single skink entered the dining hall flanked by a pair of saurus warriors. many of those at the table drew their weapons from shock, but were waved down by the lord. "May i introduce you to Huinia Qua, who bears the will of his master, Xla Mundi. They have traveled far from the land of Lustria to aid us."
"Thank you Lord Jauces. My Master has brought a large force from our homeland so that we may further our interests here. your towns have aided us in the repulsion of these invaders before, we could not help but return the favor."
"in addition, if we succeed, we will be giving many casks of our fine brandy to our allies to accompany them on their journey home. this will be the first in a hopefully new line of trade between our lands." Many cheers erupted from around the table, before Wulfric stood, motioning for silence.
"as much as you all wish for congac to be a hub of trade, We first need to repel these raiders and the witch that leads them. If we fail, this may spell certain death for many of us here." the table grew silent, Lord jauces standing in response.
"You all have heard the prophetess speak!" The lord yelled triumphantly. "Victory comes on the morrow, but for now, we must all take our rest. We ride for Brionne pass in the morning!"
the mood arround the table livened in an instant, as the knights began downing their drinks and heading off to their chambers to get ready for the upcoming battle.
This battle is going down tomorrow, and braydon will probably be posting the results.
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