"Very Well. Your dragon seems to be having issues." *Darthraxx uses a spell to oppose the air currents against Gor'El. He then whistles to Rojinn, signalling him to go destroy the ships.* "Take you dragon and wreak havoc."
Just so you know, rather than countering the spell directly, He's casting a spell to counter the forces of nature said spell is effecting. Meaning that a second spell wouldn't do anything unless it increases the speed of the wind pushing on Gor'El.
"Yes sir" Xavic smiles. *Xavic mounts Gor'El and follows Rojinn*
So a second spell wouldn't do anything unless the wind sped up.
With Rojinn gone, the Xain soldiers are able to march over the earthen ramp and towards the castle.
A few hundred mounted soldiers begin riding from the beach towards the battle.
*The Stone Warriors freeze for a few seconds, before brutally attacking the Xain.* (2 swordsmen are keeping TG's character out of the way, 3 Archers are near them firing, and then their are 10 Axemen and 10 with various blunt force weapons, namely maces and flails. All but the archers have shields of stone.)
*Once the Xain are destroyed, the leader turns back to TG, asking him the question again.* "And your are?"
"I am a aid to the Dragon Knights. But who are you?"
Batte is interrupted by a great noise. Horns sound from the North.
The Lion Knights have come at last!
Five hundred riders top a ridge, lead by a rider clad in white, mounted upon a chestnut horse, and followed by a stone lion. His eyes scan the field, as his men move into position.
"Eorion, take your company down the left flank! Lucas, follow the King's Banner down the centre! Galdan, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no Darkness!"
The Captains of the Lion hasten into position.
The Lord of the Lion Knights moves to rally his men.
"Arise, arise Riders of Demiu! Spears shall be shaken! Spears shall be splintered! A Sword Day, a Red Day, ere our freedom is won!"
A wall of spears descends, directed at the Xain Host. Demiu rides along it, his sword clattering against them.
"Ride now! RIDE NOW! RIDE! RIDE TO RUIN! AND THE WORLD'S ENDING!"
Demiu comes to a halt in the centre of the wall, and raises his blade. His cries are echoed by the Lion Host.
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
Turning once more to the invaders, Demiu lets loose a great cry: "FORTH, LEONINGAS!"
Horns sound with all their might, and the host moves forth. Starting slowly, they gather speed, until it is a full-on charge. At the last second, Demiu raises his blade, and a great wind sweeps down, unfurling their banners.
Close behind the Lion Rampant and Morñornia's yellow and orange sun rising over a red field are banners emblazoned with runes. As they are revealed, a great white light shines from the sky, preventing the Xain from looking at their charging foes and forming an effective line against them.
The Lion Host smashes into the invading army, ploughing deep into their ranks. Blue Fire erupts from Leonus' maw, and Demiu's white blade arcs around him, cleaving the armour of those that are foolish enough to approach.
Batte is interrupted by a great noise. Horns sound from the North.
The Lion Knights have come at last!
Five hundred riders top a ridge, lead by a rider clad in white, mounted upon a chestnut horse, and followed by a stone lion. His eyes scan the field, as his men move into position.
"Eorion, take your company down the left flank! Lucas, follow the King's Banner down the centre! Galdan, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no Darkness!"
The Captains of the Lion hasten into position.
The Lord of the Lion Knights moves to rally his men.
"Arise, arise Riders of Demiu! Spears shall be shaken! Spears shall be splintered! A Sword Day, a Red Day, ere our freedom is won!"
A wall of spears descends, directed at the Xain Host. Demiu rides along it, his sword clattering against them.
"Ride now! RIDE NOW! RIDE! RIDE TO RUIN! AND THE WORLD'S ENDING!"
Demiu comes to a halt in the centre of the wall, and raises his blade. His cries are echoed by the Lion Host.
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
Turning once more to the invaders, Demiu lets loose a great cry: "FORTH, LEONINGAS!"
Horns sound with all their might, and the host moves forth. Starting slowly, they gather speed, until it is a full-on charge. At the last second, Demiu raises his blade, and a great wind sweeps down, unfurling their banners.
Close behind the Lion Rampant and Morñornia's yellow and orange sun rising over a red field are banners emblazoned with runes. As they are revealed, a great white light shines from the sky, preventing the Xain from looking at their charging foes and forming an effective line against them.
The Lion Host smashes into the invading army, ploughing deep into their ranks. Blue Fire erupts from Leonus' maw, and Demiu's white blade arcs around him, cleaving the armour of those that are foolish enough to approach.
OOC: This sounds familiar. . .
IC: "Armies of Torren Dedrakis, Be Ready! We Shall turn back the tides! The Horn of Daedalus Dedrakis May be Silenced one day, But it is Not this Day! This day shall be won by the Valiant Men who Defend their Kingdom!" *The Horn of Daedalus is Blown Again, and the Stone Warriors begin moving from the Hills.*
Tul Generas of the Orcs, Darthraxx of the dragon Knights. I RP, and have lots of fun.
With Rojinn gone, the Xain soldiers are able to march over the earthen ramp and towards the castle.
A few hundred mounted soldiers begin riding from the beach towards the battle.
*Arrows and the few catapults begin firing at will.*
The Xains group together, with those with shields protecting those without, thus making slow but steady progress. About a third of the catapult attacks are blocked by magic.
Batte is interrupted by a great noise. Horns sound from the North.
The Lion Knights have come at last!
Five hundred riders top a ridge, lead by a rider clad in white, mounted upon a chestnut horse, and followed by a stone lion. His eyes scan the field, as his men move into position.
"Eorion, take your company down the left flank! Lucas, follow the King's Banner down the centre! Galdan, take your company right, after you pass the wall. Forth, and fear no Darkness!"
The Captains of the Lion hasten into position.
The Lord of the Lion Knights moves to rally his men.
"Arise, arise Riders of Demiu! Spears shall be shaken! Spears shall be splintered! A Sword Day, a Red Day, ere our freedom is won!"
A wall of spears descends, directed at the Xain Host. Demiu rides along it, his sword clattering against them.
"Ride now! RIDE NOW! RIDE! RIDE TO RUIN! AND THE WORLD'S ENDING!"
Demiu comes to a halt in the centre of the wall, and raises his blade. His cries are echoed by the Lion Host.
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
"DEATH!"
Turning once more to the invaders, Demiu lets loose a great cry: "FORTH, LEONINGAS!"
Horns sound with all their might, and the host moves forth. Starting slowly, they gather speed, until it is a full-on charge. At the last second, Demiu raises his blade, and a great wind sweeps down, unfurling their banners.
Close behind the Lion Rampant and Morñornia's yellow and orange sun rising over a red field are banners emblazoned with runes. As they are revealed, a great white light shines from the sky, preventing the Xain from looking at their charging foes and forming an effective line against them.
The Lion Host smashes into the invading army, ploughing deep into their ranks. Blue Fire erupts from Leonus' maw, and Demiu's white blade arcs around him, cleaving the armour of those that are foolish enough to approach.
OOC: This sounds familiar. . .
IC: "Armies of Torren Dedrakis, Be Ready! We Shall turn back the tides! The Horn of Daedalus Dedrakis May be Silenced one day, But it is Not this Day! This day shall be won by the Valiant Men who Defend their Kingdom!" *The Horn of Daedalus is Blown Again, and the Stone Warriors begin moving from the Hills.*
OOC: All of these inspirational speeches sound so familiar...
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