The war continues

Atara was watching the sky, full aware of all the commotion and noise going on within the tent. Suddenly there was a shield about camp which she was grateful for. Still, the injured needed to be brought back to the camp and the enemy army was already on the move out of the castle. The healers and recovers needed time to get them back to safety. She turned and shouted out to her dragon riders*

We need to give our men time to get back to safety. I wont all those willing and without serious injury to come with me to hold off the army advancing until our allies can help with a counterattack.

*She paused, it was then that Alexi came and stood beside her. She frowned at first then nodded. He was going to fight and protect those he loved no matter if he was completely healed or not so she might as well accept that. *

Alexi... A powerful general has been sent this time. We'll need a plan, but first, we MUST get the injured to safety to heal.

He nodded quietly. "I will need to know more about the general... In the mean time, I will mobalize my private guard to assist in moving the injured to the healer's tent."

Alexi stepped far enough off to the side to avoid disturbing the group, allowing his mother to address the Lady Avarice. With a movement of his hand, his personal guard was by his side. After a few long moments of whispers between the two of them discussing how his men should mobilze, the guard nodded and moved off to gather the rest of his guards and move onto the field.

The private guard mobalized into 25 groups of two, carrying a stretcher, and began to swiftly pick thruogh the dead, finding the injured. They would place them on the stretcher and quickly run them back to the tent... More of the soldiers who had not fallen got the idea and began to pitch in as well.

Alexi watched his men to ensure they were following his orders as he waited on his mother. He knew she would have to give her orders before they could begin making their preperations for this General.

A shorter Airuzan Paladin came up towards the Queen, literally armed to the teeth with heavy plate armor, significantly more ornate than any of others.

The Paladin removed her helmet and spoke up in that same voice that had commanded the other men before.

"Your Majesty, the main Airuzan army is still arriving via Gateway, but there are fifty of us here ready to help hold back the enemy until the rest are assembled."

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Meanwhile, a man carried another rather limp tall man dressed in a red fitting quilted tunic, with a bandage around his head, towards those gathered there... Linden's voice spoke up followed by his tired head..

"Atara... what's going on?"

Atara stood quietly for a moment as a lady in waiting came to help her perpare, bringing her armour and began tying up her hair. Atara glanced over to Avarice and smiled*

Any help you can give in assisting the others bringing back the wounded would be greatly appreicated. I am sure they would enjoy seeing a lovely young lady as well.

*She raised her hands as her breast plate was placed into position, glancing at Alexi*

I know nothing of this general either. I only wish that Markus were here or Marcia was awake, then we would have the information we need. Unfortunately we must work with what we have. I am taking my unit to the front and confronting him, we shall have to hold him off as much as we can. You are welcome to join me son.

*She was about to say more when she heard Linden's voice*

General! You sho uld be resting, you've injury and exhausting. You're presence is needed if we are to win this battle. Reutn to tent and rest.

*Her helmet was brought to her and she turned to address her unit*

My dragon riders. Be strong and swift, do not try anythign un-necessary. We must first learn our opponent. Once we have an idea what we're dealing with, orders will be conveyed by mindspeech. Now TO BATTLE!

*A loud roar was giving off before the riders started towards the take off area. Atara turned to Linden and spoke softly*

Rest and wait for the Airuzan's to arrive. Come Alexi, let us go meet this General of Trina's.

-------------- meanwhile lol

The dark cloaked man moved closer to the battlefield, his men slithering behind him. For all appearances, the general looked very much human, but the unit with him w here half men, half snake. A byproduct of the lab research in the Marshes. They had strength and speed, and their claw hands were shape and deadly. They could spit vemon from their fangs, or either inject it by biting. They were not push overs, not by any means. Trina had to be extremely mad or worried to send out him and his men. None the less he took his job seriously, splitting up his men to the left and right flanks, a few down the center.

The battle horn blasted and they began to run for the battle feild. The general pulled his sword. A large, curved shaped weapon, that he laid across his shoulders when he ran. This would be his 200 year with Trina and he was not about to be handed a defeat so easily. The hail st orm let out, leaving just the battle field blazing in flames and smoke. He was use to such conditions and would kill anyone that got in his way*

TO THE DEATH!!!

Alexi nodded and moved with his mother, ready to climb into his saddle quickly... His eyes searched the field as the swarm began to charge the field and lifted his voice. "Camelot Armies! Form Up!"

With a sudden flurry of movement, the armies were ranking up behind them. Alexi moved forward with his mother, knowing his men knew what to do. His Generals Lead the men to form up in blocks behind Atara's men, Marching forward behind them.

Alexi looked to Atara. "If things get heated, try and take your men and flank them. The only way we are going to stand a chance is if we can manage to get them surrounded. My outside ranks know to follow your men and assist if you move to flank."

Andomiel, looked to Alexi then Atara... her voice and accent was very like.. Asian Russian..

"I will take my fifty and two WarMagi to the right column, I don't think we can do much..."

Always modest... always underestimating herself.. but then thats what made her a humble yet glorious commander at times

"... but we should be able to keep them out of your hair and distracted.

Airuzans! To Me! I think you heard the enemy General's warcry... let's not disappoint him!"

Linden nodded.. smiling gently not bothering to lift his head...

"I will, Atara... I will be by your side soon..."

He loved that woman.. and he obeyed.. completely, having the man carry him back to her tent, continuing to rest..

Meanwhile, back at the back of the camp, more and more heavily armored behemoths arrived by Gateway, the bulk of the army - workmen and serfs went about extending the camp to accommodate the Airuzan allies - the soldiers however, mostly Paladin, but some Archers and Duelists made their way to the front of the camp, assembling a defensive force slowly as their numbers grew, waiting for each other.

Atara turned to her son, looking at him with love before hugging him. She did not usually display such outright emotion infront of everyone, but she felt a great forboding awaiting her.*

I love you son..

*She turned and raised her right hand*

DRAGONRIDERS! Mount and raise to the sky.

*A roar was given, and Atara turned, spreading her wings and leaping into the air, shifting as she did. There really hadn't been any room on the ground to do so. Soaring over head, she lead the riders forward*

Riders! Flank to the left, ground soliders, hold the center. Force them back, they are killing survivors!

*As they got closer to the enemies arrows began to be fired up at them. Atara dodged then fired her breath weapon down upon, as the riders fired their arrows and their dragons let loose fire. It soon became apparent that fire had no effect on these fighters*

Atara opened her mind to the field: Do not use fire, We're only damaging the field and making it harder for our own troops. Look for weak points and continue to supply support from the air.

*The enemies General positioned himself in the midst of battle. It was obvious he was skill and very experienced as he cut down one foe then another. This was boring, he wanted a strong opponents. He spotted the dragons, their archers taking out his right flank. This couldn't do. He balled his left fist, mumbling a chant then thrust his hand up towards the sky, making it turn an eerie green

Atara faltered in the air. What was going on. Her wings were suddenly too heavy to lift. There came a screech and a scream next to her. Dragons were dropping from the sky as they too couldn't lift their wings. She had no choice she had to land. With a smirk, she landed straight untop of ten men, crushing them before wiping her tail around and knocking a few more down. But then she saw the tall, dark General marching her way with sword in his right hand, and a green glow in his left*

Alexi rode forward with his men, fighting toward the center where the General was.... He choped head after head off of the snake-like creatures, attempting to fight his way closer to the General.

His armies split to back up the main forces, two of his outside companies moving to flank the attacking forces... they were both mounted companies, and moved in quickly to surround the enimy force... Having them surrounded, all of the men began pushing in, trying to trap them... killing those that they could with each swing of their woard.

Alexi had nearly fought his way to the middle when he heard the dragon's shriek above him. He pulled his horse up and moved just in time to keep his mother from landing right on top of him. His eyes began to glow a deep blue as he turned his horse, regrouping close enough to his mother that she could feel him there next to her, but far enough away that her tail would not catch him.

The General's Brethren bled on the field, and that blood dripped from his blade and spalttered his armor as he advanced toward the general. His blue eyes blazed as a blue glow formed about him... Nothing else was more important at this very moment than protecting his family.... Protecting his mother...

Enter High Lady Andomiel Lightbearer, - Hero Rank of the Ensign of the Shield, a worthy Xaverian Paladin and Supreme Commander of the 23rd Airuzan Battle Legion sent to the Realm of Palanestina, under orders from Prince Irving vold Valeria.

Her hair is visible tucked into the back of her armor held down by her winged helm.

Her sword flashes, and clangs as it deflects an enemy weapon, and with a dexterity more suited to Blademasters than paladin, she parries, stabbing him through the jugular and up through the skull... the sword sticks there for a moment the weight of the dead creature weighing down on the sword… another foolish beast, seeing her seemingly incapacitated rushes at her… she pivots, and with the Blessed Strength endowed on all Paladin of her Rank, she pulls her sword free of poor fool whose head it has impaled with such force that it comes out the front of the face cleaving it in half… the rushing beast falters… bad mistake… for in that second she slices at his head… she aims too high, missing the neck.. but no matter… it staggers, with only the bottom half of its head visible, the top half, the left eye, half the nose, and everything above.. splattered on the ground next to him.

“GIVE THEM HELL BOYS!”

Her battle cry screams out and suddenly many more Paladin like her, younglings and veterans both, make similar work of the enemy, some of the creatures putting up good fights before they fall… others suddenly wondering where their severed arms, or legs or heads had gone…

As for the two warmagii… Carnage… that is the only word that the Xilversai teach their students in battle. It demoralizes, it destroys, it annihilates… Who knows what hysteric madness would come to you if you saw your comrade seemingly suddenly have his arms fly off his body in a splurt of blood and agonized screams and to have his heart literally jump out of his chest and explode in his face...

These two women.. Xilverasi WarMagii that they were… tore holes through the ranks to get to injured men and fallen Dragonriders. When the first rider fell near them, triple rings of eruptions exploded from the riders location, sending the enemy flying away from the epicenter.. to give the dragons enough time to recover before they were replaced by more of the enemy forces..

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Meanwhile back at camp.. the last of the Airuzans were arriving and the remaining warmagii were gathering, along with rest of Linden’s DragonKnights.

OOC: Flame doesnt work Linden, just to let you know (Read up)

OOC: ops sorry. post amended.

Having watched the battle from within the Citadel, the mortals amused him with their effects to destroy the Trina army so far. Figuring he had better prove himself to the witch queen, he summound his "smallest" army. Just outside the gates of the citadel 10,000 skeleton soliders appeared, sword and shield in hand the marched forward to join the fight, destroy one and six more would take their place, there was a special way to destroy them so the wouldn't regenated. Behind them more creatures appeared. Komodo dragons (200) 15ft long, covered in enchanted armour, adding more protection to them along with their thick skin. Above them flew their mistress Simi, for she controlled them. And behind them appeared Aidan elite goblin army, but they didn't move forward just yet waiting to see the outcome of the battle of the first two forces that Aidan had sent forward.

OOC: Linden, if your forces can take care of Aiden's army for the time being, Alexi is a little tied up. lol

“Lord General…”

Linden looked up from where he was sitting, watching the Airuzan Legion assemble and he replied

“Hmm? “

“You are need of healing…”

“Hmm, I was wondering when one of you would turn up with that offer.. very well, go ahead..”

“Brace yourself, my Lord”

Linden held onto his knees and braced, but his head threw back and he roared out as a piece of shredded metal burst out of his side and the bones of his ribs cracked together and mended with searing heat. This was a darker healers path that he administered to Linden, used for only the hardiest of men… but even so, this may have been a poor choice to one as currently weak as the Champion General… Fire seared his marrow, and blinded his sight… ever so slowly however, the pain receded and with it came renewed strength. He stood after the Warmagi stood back and flexed his arms..

“Hmmm better… now for armor…”

A few men, led by one of Andomiels lieutenants – a young looking man but with the scars of battle and eyes that had seen too much, a man by the name of Leonard – approached him..

“Armor you say? Well we’ve got something for you, when we heard of the troubles here, we remembered the suit you ordered during our last diplomatic visit… we’ve made it to your specifications.. and augmented it beyond what you required. “

Linden looked to them in amusement as the men wheeled in a cart of large crates..

“Hmmm.. you don’t say…?

They busted open the crates and inside them buried amidst cleaned fabric was the suit of armour… lined inside with a ring mail overcoat made of the ever abundant Airuzan mythril, it would cover him from chin to toe in the hardiest, nigh unbreakable metal the northern warrior nations could produce. It was overlapped in huge, wide covering plates of Plate Armor, it was gilded from the edges, gold and red enamel, the main metal was an alloy of Mythril and Bronze, giving it a very light white-bronze tinge, whilst making it strong yet light. On the huge shoulder plates, was engraved a single Wyvern in flight, it was his personal insignia, but it was embossed like a work of art across both shoulders. The whole suit was much like that, gilded and beautiful yet still practical… the chest plate, just above his left breast bore the personal insignia of the Queen ((whatever that is)), a mark of Love and Loyalty, on his cloak that hung from his neck down to his ankles was the emblazoned crest of Palanestina.

The helmet he took from the crates was a winged helm in his personal style, the wings weren’t short or long, just the right size, but the front framed his face with a single nose bar that ran down just past his nose… Linden spoke up as he began to don the armor

“My my… you’re armor smiths have outdone themselves.. pray tell what are this augmentations you speak of?”

“That suit bears a blessing of Strength akin to our Xaverian Paladin, it will not last forever, but it should keep for the next year or so.. it will keep you fast, and not encumber you although it is so bulky in appearance… that in itself should be enough.. the others, I’ll leave you to find out for yourself”

Linden nodded, strapping on the gauntlets just as some of the other men brought some weapons for him..

“And for this battle, a chance for you to you use real weapons…” Leonard laughed in his teasing… whilst taking the weapons from his men and handing them to Linden, two shields.. larger and sharper at the edge than the one’s he had used against Avarice, and a Warhammer, with a spiked crowned flat head. Linden nodded and grinned in approval and with his renewed strength began to martial the forces gathering

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In but a few moments later, the Legion began to march, past the forces engrossed in battle, a Legion born and bred in the borderlands fighting the worst possible evil creatures men and angels could imagine, led by the glorified Champion of the nation they dared do battle against. Here was an army not afraid, here was a legion not weak… up in the north, the weak did not survive… and there in the north undead and demonkin were but breakfast to begin a long day. Today was one day amongst many more to come, a day to strike fear in the heart of fearmongers, to strike terror into the hearts of the Shadow in the southlands, to show them the great might and power taht brought desolation to any army that the Shadow in the north dared send against the human nations.

With that steeling their spines and lighting a fire in their souls, they marched to defend their allies... Linden Rathan, his massive new warhammer wielded in his hands, flanked by the mighty Xaverian-souled Paladin of the North, marched to glorious battle against those undead skeletons.

ooc I"m only going to say this once again. The army they are fighting is more of a elite force. It's not so easy to kill them as you guys have done in the pass. So you need to watch your post and not make everything seem so easy for the armies to defeat this new unit. Fire does not work on them. Their armor is different. If you need to, go back and read the post when Trina sent them out.

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Alexi was there on the battlefield near her. It was reassuring but she couldn't be distracted. Dragons were in danger when they couldn't take to the air and she knew no magic. She swung around and knocked a snake into the air, crashing into a crowd of snakes

General Delium smirked as he marched forward, the Queen in his sights, and then that General. Obviously he was trying to protect her, well he had no time for him. He moved to the right, disappearing into the crowd. Then fading into dark smoke and disappearing from sight. The smoke began to travel faster towards Atara, whom, seeing it coming began to flap her wings hard, causing a gusting wind. Snakes and man fell infront of her, and the smoke wisped off to the left. Her attention couldn't stay on the smoke thou, as enemies came up behind her.

The smoke appeared again above another dragon and slicing through it's neck, beheading it. It let out a loud bellow catching Atara's attention. Delium smirked then began to run forward again, heading straight for her. There came the howl of a horn in the distance, something else was happening.*

"Enemy reinforcements coming in!!"

*Atara hiss, shifting to her more human form and pulling out a sword from a fallen mans hand*

Unit two. Regroup to the left flank! Take up Crane position"

*Men scurried to do what they were told. Atara turned just in time to see Delium raise his sword and rose her own to block him. She blinked, the man looked human! He pulled back, unlocking their swords then began in a furry of strikes with unbelievable speed. Atara blocked but was getting pushed away from her own lines towards the enemy*

"You die this day Queen"

We shall see about that! *She opened her mouth and blasted him right in the face, sending him flying back* Never understatemate your opponent. I'm not as simple as I look.

"Skeleton army now within range!"

*Atara turned, seeing the skeletons coming into the fray and turned*

Unit Two! Push forward. Unit one. Push back these snakes!

*Just as she finished the sentence, she sensed someone behind her, turning in time to see General Delium lifting his sword to strike her*

((Unit two are the soldiers, unit one are the dragons on Atara's side))

Alexi had begun to run toward Atara when he saw that she was being pushed back toward enimy lines. His intention was to cut back the enimy line to allow her to continue fighting. That was until he saw the sword raise up behind her within striking distance. His blade flashed as he roared, his own blade catching the side of the General's as he threw himself into the blow at full force.

He quickly turned, trying a slight turn of his blade to attempt to disarm Delium... He then turned his blade and moved into a defensive stance. "You will not harm her!"

Alexi's armies continued to follow her order's, more of his reinforcements coming into the fray, adding more than 5,000 men to each of her units. These men were well trained, though for many, it was their first battle...

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Shale Icehammer's green eyes looked out over the battle field. He and the Elite guard that usually protected Alexi were ordered to be left behind, though why he could not understand. All he knew was that someone of great value must have been in this tent. He growled a little, unhappy about his position as he moved of to climb a tower. Looking down through a looking glass, he began to try and pick out weaknesses in their forces to relay back to Alexi.

Atara knew she didn't have the time to block herself and stood ready for the initial blow but it didn't come. She'd look to see Alexi there, blocking the hit and instinct surfaced in more then thought. She jumped back and hurried back to their allied line, calling back for Alexi.

General Delium spun, not expecting Alexi to get there so fast or block his attack on the Queen, growling as he glared at the General and managed to keep a hold of his sword, stepping back* Fool!! You're fate is sealed, and now you shall die by MY hands!

*Delium would lounge for Alexi, but pull back at the last second in a fake and swing to the side towards his shoulder in attempt to remove Alexi's arm

Atara turned, watching Delium change his strategy and now go after Alexi. She started for him, only to pause, hearing the blast of a horn and a smile appeared on her face. From the East side came a large army, with Ion Vanguard leading the way.

Ion's eyes glew a bright red as his spear materialized in her hand then solidified. He'd wave his army forward. They were not large but that didn't matter when you were crusnik. It did not help that they had brought along the newly repaired cannons that they had taken from the Talorian wars* FORWARD! To the Queen! Fire the cannons into the rank of the enemy soldiers to break up their ranks. Leave none standing! *Fangs, claws and weapons sored onto the battlefield, sweeping over the demons. The crusnik weapons slicing through the beings with ease, and some feeding from the demons as they passed

The war was taking a turn. The demons were getting slaughtered or pushed back. Ion pulled his spear forward, knocking off the head, then jerking the spear back to shatter the spin, hopefully rendering it to pieces

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Within the Citadel Trina watch and narrowed her eyes. How DARE Ion turn against her and help those dragons. Well, it was to be expected really, she had enslaved his people for eons, but it was Marcia whom froze them. Bah it did not matter. She was surprised to see Aidan joining the battle. Still it was not looking good. Yet another force was heading from the West. It could be none other then the Moonelves. With their magic, it would no take long to get rid of the dark army within the front of the Citadel. She stood and prepared herself for battle.

A loud ear splitting screech was given, as the skeleton army engaged in the battle. They weren't the most skilled fighters it was the fact that when you destroyed one, two more would take its place. They were like fleas you couldn't get rid of.

It didn't help that the Komodo dragons where tramping them as well, making more as charged they way through to reached Linden army, using their massive tails and claws to swipe through the front line.

The elite goblin army began forming ranks, their long bows moving to the front of them now. A command was given and volleys after volleys flew toward the both armies of Alexi and Linden.

Simi returned to the goblin army, watching as the skeleton and dragons attacked. Her orders where to only help weaken the army with the support he had sent. Not to engage in the fight herself.

No Aiden hadn't told Trina he would help her in this battle but then again he rarely told her anything, unless she was to ask him directly and even then he wasn't always straight forward with her. His reason for aiding her now where personally, if the one he was seeking wasn't there he would leave her armies to fend for themselves.

He took the chance the komodo presented. Linden, feeling the enchanted greater blessing of strength augmented into his suit of armor, raised his war hammer up behind his head, aiming the spiked counterbalance of the handle under the jaw of first komodo that came at him, before pulling hard and sending the spiked crown hammerhead down towards its head in a hard arc from up above with easily enough force to crumple mythril. Then with his left hand reached behind and pulled one of his bladed shields, bringing its hard bladed edge to the join just above its shoulder blades in the rare case it didn't die from the force of the hammer blow.

"WARRIORS! WE HOLD THEM HERE!

The front line, shouldered their weapons and took after Linden's example, and from their training. Drawing their shields then planted them down and formed a solid line of defence catching the komodo charge against heavy shields and powerful hands holding them back.. barely, only so much a single man could do against such a force, let alone a few dozen of them at this time.... the shields would hold, finest mythril that they were, and they men wouldn't lose their hold of their shields but these Paladin warriors began to slide back, the line curving where it had to compensate instead of reforming and risking solidarity, they kept coming and the line slowly slid backward, forming trenches in the ground breaking it up as their shields dragged backward.

Linden saw this as he fought against one Komodo snapping at him, and didn't think they could hold forever, dispite the permanent Greater Blessing of Might each of them were supposed to be endowed with

"LET PASS THE DRAGON RAIDERS"

Every second paladin then released their shields, in an attempted stun attack at whatever being was engaging him stepped forward either attacking a komodo already engaged from its sides or flanks or defending against the pesky fleas of skeletons walking towards them. They seemingly opened up large holes in their formations, but almost as soon as they opened, riders on fresh war horses, charged through trampling skeletons as they did, the sound of bones snapping loud in the air.

Recovered and rearmed DragonKnights and fresh Airuzan Heavy Lancers led by Jhildanean Riderlords from the northeastern provinces of Airuza charged at the engaged komodos, lances and spears tipped with two feet of sharpened steel were thrust at the attacking and charging komodo dragons, spears aiming for where they thought armor kinks should be, weak spots and where the plates might be missing or where the spear blades could slide under and strike at scales or between scales at the possible softer flesh beneath - and should that fail, some aimed for joints, to bludgeon rather than stab, there were three HLancers or DKnights for every komodo charging at them, but they were pouring out of the holes left by the Paladin in front and were concentrating at the komodos they engaged, the others that were coming were to be dealt with later...

Linden heard the whistling first, then the clangs as arrows began to pelt the head lines of his legion. Some shields raised, but most relied on the heavy full armor plating they bore to deflect the arrows coming. From the angle they came, they would deflect and fall to the ground useless. Armor engineered to withstand a siege and hold a charge, arrows were most dangerous from a horizontal trajectory...

But unfortunately not all wore that armor, so he called an order.

"Xilversai, target those projectiles, and send them back to their senders. Sagitarii marshal your troups and return fire!"

They hastened to do so, the arrows also threatening them in their heavily guarded location in the middle of the legion.. sending strong gusts of wind in bursts, not yet strong enough to send a solid wall of air to defend against them, instead sending them back into the skeleton army... not against the skeletal warriors, no.. but against the komodo riders still rushing up and sending as many as they could manage back into the elite yes.. but still soft fleshed goblin army.

The Airuzan Sagitarii, three Hero-Class archers of Airuza each with a troop of their own counting approximately a hundred - ten fists(10 soldiers) each. spread out behind guard of the main bulk of the army and began to fire arrows into the gusts of air made by the warmagii, the gusts giving their arrows thrice the range they normally would have...

Sentinels picked their targets even from that distance and calculated with precision aiming at the commanders and officers of the army. A group of Bowmasters joined their strengths and began to alternate firing small volleys of arrows in Simi's direction... and the three Arrownoughts in the whole legion unloaded their Repeaters, braced themselves and began to fire fuse-loaded arrows as large as small spears with heads that broke apart into small darts in mid air.

Two of the Xilverasi closer to the front could see the skeletons, and decided to try something... if they froze before they could regenerate, even if the ice broke apart they may not be able to do anything... so they tried it..

Skeleton soldiers that came charging seemed to be hit with a small ball of blue from the sky... first a few, then it began to rain with them, they seemed to fall straight, then attact themselves to the skeletons like magnets... as they hit, they turned into large blocks of ice, thin not quite solid but capturing every part of their bodies in solid ice... those standing still would just freeze, the others running at the Paladin would freeze, hit the shields and shatter into pieces, ((think original mortal kombat, fighter does flying kick @ sub zero and shatters after being frozen - like what happens when you freeze something with liquid nitro)).. the komodo dragons coming at them would smash some of the skeletons for the Airuzans thereby saving them the troubles... some would get hit by the blue rain.. but as they were only made powerful enough to snap freeze the skeletons, it would freeze outer parts of their armor or limbs depending on where they were touched and that part would freeze and have the same effect as the skeletons - shattered when hit.

Linden saw this and barely deflected a just-frozen skeleton that came at him...

"CHARGE!"

The rest of the riders ran through, using their spears to sweep as much as they struck, it was a gamble, they didn't know if it was permanent yet, but it was working for the short term. The skeletons weren't the problem, they could be waded through if need be. Those goblins were in his sights, they defended the citadel gate... and if he could strike there and crush them, he could open up the citadel for a siege or an assault.

The Xilverasi were too far out, else they could have torn those goblins limb from limb long ago... they could only move on, step for step.. the plan was simple : the foot soldiers, paladin, swordsmen, striking with deadly fervor, the riders charging forward, then swinging back to regroup, the archers thinning out the enemies before they charged against them

"FORWARD!"

ooc if theres a problem with the post, lets not throw around the "gm" word. It's very offensive, specially if the person feels they've not done that or doesn't realize it. Ask the person how they were able to do such a move .. I'm sure they won't mind explaining or changing their post

Seeing the annoying kid show up with his army, Aidan smiled. He hadn't figured on having to fight them. Suddenly all moment stopped from his army fighting below. The dragons vanished and skeletons crumbled into dust, leaving swords and shields laying on the battle ground.

Simi waved her arms into the air and a invisible shield covered the entire army, before any harm came to them. A spell was spoken and a bolt hole appeared, the army disappeared within it.

A smirk was on Aidan face as he left the room he was watching from, hands clasp behind his back he strolled down the hall vanishing to the shadows.

Meanwhile!!!! .... Don't you love those


Moonelf City


The rustle of leaves made the elves on uneasy. Most of their warriors had been sent out to the battlefield to help aide Palanestina. Their numbers were still very few despite more elves joining their city, many different elves not all moonelves. But actually warriors.? No. The night was an uneasy one. They knew a large battle had started at dawn and continued still now even as night fell. This giving an advantage to Trina's army, but if Palanestina could hold on until dawn once again they would have the upper hand. The night could be long ..and deadly for their ally, but it was not Palanestina that was in trouble this evening. The long bull horn bellowed into the night air, causing Tylol to jump up from her chair and rush to the banister. A fire! At the cave entrance. How could the battle have come here? And how had the demons found the entrance to the City? She turned to her panicked advisors and gathered her battle bow*

Quickly!! Go and have the bell rang for the people to join at the hidden caves. There they most hide until the all clear is given. Make sure Amara and Celina are taken

Y..Yes my lady!!!

*Tylol hurried from the room and down the maze of leaves and branches into the main city. Orcs and demons had already entered and causing havoc as the horns blew for everyone to wake and get to safety. The guard that were left were fighting bravely but greatly outnumbered. Tylol fired an arrow, hitting an orc right between the eyes and getting the attention of his squard. The five raced for her, yelling and swinging their weapons. Gripping the the bow as a double bladed sword, she spun pass one, slicing him in half, only to bring the blade down between the skull of another, then back up inbetween the legs of the third, spinning and slicing the head off the fourth then stabbing the fifth. Families raced pass her, hiding the for the caves and safety as she cut and shot her way through to help the guard.

Reaching the middle of the city where guard were desperately fighting to hold demons and orcs back so families could ran through. She launched a volley of arrows. She was running low but it would at least help.. at least she thought so until she saw the sea of demons entering the City. What happened? Where had they come from? *

M'lady. We must make our break for it. YOU must make it back to the caves and wait until day fall!

I will not leave you men to die!

*Suddenly the enemy backed off as they had the upper hand, and parted allowing a large male to step forward*

I am V'lar! Demon Commander of Trina's Elite armies. I will give you this chance to surrender the City to her Ladyship! And surrender the stones into her power.

*So, it was the stone again. Trina's powers were failing against the Palanestina armies and allies and so she needed more power. There was no way she could give them to her. She started to step forward before a guard held her back, pushing her towards the exit*

You must survive. Make it to the caves m'lady. We shall hold them and follow.

Death before surrender

*There was a uproar from the guards as they made their last launch and pushed Tylol back. She stumbled a bit, only to pick herself up and see Amara racing forward towards her. What was she doing here! A maid was racing after her, trying to stop her with a look of fright*

Mama!! I bring you more arrows! I came help!

Amara!! Go back!! *Tylol screams at her, but her eyes would go wide when a arrow sailed forward and jammed between the young ones chest. The maid screamed only to fall next. Amara whimpered in pain, tears in her eyes as she looked to Tylol then smiled and began to c rawl towards her, holding the arrows out to her to have*

Here Mama.

Amara....

*The little elf smiled then her eyes closed forever. A gentle smile on her face as her head nestled into Tylol's chest. Tears slipped from her eyes as she stared down at the young girl. The only thing she had left of him, and it had been taken.. taken by Trina and her armies. With a sorrowful cry she held Amara to her and sob, rocking as the few guards that were left surrounded her, despite the odds, determined to protect her. V'Lar walked up and smirked*

Hah Death. This could all be over.. if you simply give me what...

*His words were cut off and he began to choke to the surprise to all around.. all but Tylol, who's eyes began to glow as bright as the moon. She stood, cradling Amara still and turned gleaming eyes to V'Lar*

A'tycewa!

*With one short cry, His head erupted from his shoulders making the Demons and Orcs scramble back in shock and go into a state of confusion. They're undoing, as the leaves and vines began to russle. Tylol raised one hand, body engulf in moonlight*

Walaanmea aniras.

*The vines and limbs encircled, ensured, entrapped and began to rip apart orc and demon bodies. Blood splattered and limbs flew. Panic was overcome by fear and they began to run, the elves remains still as stone as they knew not to move a muscle. Thorny vines ensnared and ripped apart. Branches and limbs snapped and whipped bodies in half. Bodies laid everyone as the creatures fled the City but they were not safe. Tylol walked behind them, cradling Amara to her. A snap of the finger and a head exploded, flick of the wrist and a chest erupted as if a arrow pierced right through until there was none left in the city and only the screeches of those running off could be heard. The leaves rustled in anger, the wind howled for vengence. Still Tylol remained, engulfed in the moonlight, holding the child for some time in silence before turning back to the guards. Slowly she handed Amara to one of them and spoke. Her voice cold and foreign*

Go back to the people. All are to remain in the caves until morning, when I return.

*She waited for no backtalk. She turned, walking to away, further into the City until she reached the three statues holding the stones and stood before them*

Laira irilla anilnal aelamaanirelv tymanyeeyla ane sa. E lairilcc irilela sa maelalva, ilan anira laanilna eo sa eaml ceoa

*The stones began to glow then lift from the statues hand, floating around Tylol before all was engulfed in a bright light that shot into the air and disappeared from sight*


********************Back to the BattleGround*************

The battle continued on but a light was seen coming from MoonElf City that cause Ion to pause and look towards it. His Kingdom too had been under attack by Trina's forces, wanting the Source stone within his secret study. They had been foolish to think the Crusenik still weak. They found out all too quickly how wrong they were.. But had Ion made a mistake by not going to the Moonelves to help instead of coming here? It was too late now. He went in search of Atara, the winds were changing. He could feel it and something.. was about to happen to change this war..


ooc I'll write more later tonight or tomorrow day LOL [/i]