"Lord Cyrill, take my wife and return to the Lion's Castle to bring them this news. I doubt the petty lords will keep their gates barred. 20 of you others, head across the plains bearing the Lion banners we picked up in the villages as well as our own banners. Offer any man you meet 100 golden horns or the equivalent currency to come hither with all speed and arms. Tell them that the battle is likely to be over quickly if it happens at all. Sir Alistar and I will take a company to the Dragon camp. If they will admit us, we will have another chance to plead our case. If not, we will ravage their leaders. Onward!"
Sir Alistar, Lord Ulrich and 20 Knights ride down towards the Green army's camp. 20 others along with Lord Cyrill and Lady Rietta depart westward.
They find only two men at the camp, three if you count the pale figure that they are guarding. There are many makeshift tents in the camp but it is strangely vacant "I am Alexander Icecrest, of the Forest Band. If you are freinds, be welcome, if you are foes, beware. Which are you? I don't recognize the symbol" The speaker was young, in his late teens, and had frost-white hair and peircing blue eyes. His partner had ruffled brown hair and a scar on his left cheek.
Lord Ulrich looks over the heads of the speakers from horseback.
"Where is your lord, boy? My friendship is contingent on what you can offer to me. My name is Lord Ulrich von Zweihand, chieftain of the House Zweihand of Castle Schwarstein, prince of Flusberg, duke of the Seebring and uncrowned King in Sylvania. My knights are unmatched in all realms, though we are few so far from home."
Goatie flies Jednook over the battle field, squinting down at the fighters on the ground. He calls out loudly in a high-pitched voice so that the register could be easily heard over the din of war. 'Lexos! Lexo-o-o-o-o-o-s!'
Goatie flies Jednook over the battle field, squinting down at the fighters on the ground. He calls out loudly in a high-pitched voice so that the register could be easily heard over the din of war. 'Lexos! Lexo-o-o-o-o-o-s!'
IC: Lexos is nowhere to be found. Soldiers from both the Xain army and the Forest Band lay on the ground, making it impossible to determine whether the cloaked figure is Lexos or another member of the Forest Band.
OOC: Lexos is too busy being dead to respond or anything by the way. Hmm... You seem familiar. I think I recognise you... Maybe... Just maybe... You were the one who's RP characters were Goatie and Jednook eh?
"No," says a voice from behind Eudoxa. They turn to see Alpida, who is pushing aside the Kristina tending to her and carefully getting to her feet. "Karthon is in my employ and Kestrel is a fellow servant of the Black Knight. They are under my protection."
"No," says a voice from behind Eudoxa. They turn to see Alpida, who is pushing aside the Kristina tending to her and carefully getting to her feet. "Karthon is in my employ and Kestrel is a fellow servant of the Black Knight. They are under my protection."
Karthon looks back at the other to see their reaction.
They find only two men at the camp, three if you count the pale figure that they are guarding. There are many makeshift tents in the camp but it is strangely vacant "I am Alexander Icecrest, of the Forest Band. If you are freinds, be welcome, if you are foes, beware. Which are you? I don't recognize the symbol" The speaker was young, in his late teens, and had frost-white hair and peircing blue eyes. His partner had ruffled brown hair and a scar on his left cheek.
Lord Ulrich looks over the heads of the speakers from horseback.
"Where is your lord, boy? My friendship is contingent on what you can offer to me. My name is Lord Ulrich von Zweihand, chieftain of the House Zweihand of Castle Schwarstein, prince of Flusberg, duke of the Seebring and uncrowned King in Sylvania. My knights are unmatched in all realms, though we are few so far from home."
"So unless you are traitorous to our continent you are friends. Our leader is in battle, fighting the Xain, the invaders of this continent from over the sea."
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Lord Ulrich looks over the heads of the speakers from horseback.
"Where is your lord, boy? My friendship is contingent on what you can offer to me. My name is Lord Ulrich von Zweihand, chieftain of the House Zweihand of Castle Schwarstein, prince of Flusberg, duke of the Seebring and uncrowned King in Sylvania. My knights are unmatched in all realms, though we are few so far from home."
"So unless you are traitorous to our continent you are friends. Our leader is in battle, fighting the Xain, the invaders of this continent from over the sea."
"And who are the Xain? Are you not in combat with the Lion Knights?"
"No," says a voice from behind Eudoxa. They turn to see Alpida, who is pushing aside the Kristina tending to her and carefully getting to her feet. "Karthon is in my employ and Kestrel is a fellow servant of the Black Knight. They are under my protection."
"So unless you are traitorous to our continent you are friends. Our leader is in battle, fighting the Xain, the invaders of this continent from over the sea."
"And who are the Xain? Are you not in combat with the Lion Knights?"
"They are the invaders in red. They come from a land over the sea. We have joined with the Lion, Dragon, and Shadow knights, along with some dragons Minotaurs, and living statues."
Proud Christian and Canadian TFOL! President of the EMBC So long message boards.
"And who are the Xain? Are you not in combat with the Lion Knights?"
"They are the invaders in red. They come from a land over the sea. We have joined with the Lion, Dragon, and Shadow knights, along with some dragons Minotaurs, and living statues."
"Then you shall count the Black Unicorn among your ranks. How goes the battle?"
"No," says a voice from behind Eudoxa. They turn to see Alpida, who is pushing aside the Kristina tending to her and carefully getting to her feet. "Karthon is in my employ and Kestrel is a fellow servant of the Black Knight. They are under my protection."
Kestrel sighs gratefully and wipes his forehead.
OOC: I'm going to wait a few days to reply because I need some information that's not with me right now.
Hmm... You seem familiar. I think I recognise you... Maybe... Just maybe... You were the one who's RP characters were Goatie and Jednook eh? 
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