IC: The battle on the beach is not going too well for the Oruthalians. Many of the soldiers on their ships have fallen, but they fight with no less ferocity for it. Their Orodrakus are tired, and so are their regular soldiers. Many of the Kriatoma have joined the battle on the beach, but many still stay on the ships, battling those of the Xains remaining there. As Casur fells yet another foe, a sudden charge by the Xains breaks the Oruthalian lines, leaving chaos in its wake. Practically unopposed, they surge forward, crushing everything in their path. If they are not stopped soon, one of those things will be the medical tents.
IC: The battle on the beach is not going too well for the Oruthalians. Many of the soldiers on their ships have fallen, but they fight with no less ferocity for it. Their Orodrakus are tired, and so are their regular soldiers. Many of the Kriatoma have joined the battle on the beach, but many still stay on the ships, battling those of the Xains remaining there. As Casur fells yet another foe, a sudden charge by the Xains breaks the Oruthalian lines, leaving chaos in its wake. Practically unopposed, they surge forward, crushing everything in their path. If they are not stopped soon, one of those things will be the medical tents.
Casúr stretches to his full height and brays a challenge to the sky as he stands between the Xain and his friend. He is the only soldier in their way. The very sight of a minotaur is enough to make lesser men run, and even more so a wrathful minotaur carrying a warhammer. At this point many of the Xain have seen him as he fights. They watched him barrel through their lines unopposed to rescue a prisoner. They watched him shoot their champion in the throat. They watched him as he felled their comrades one by one. He could just as easily smash them.
IC: The battle on the beach is not going too well for the Oruthalians. Many of the soldiers on their ships have fallen, but they fight with no less ferocity for it. Their Orodrakus are tired, and so are their regular soldiers. Many of the Kriatoma have joined the battle on the beach, but many still stay on the ships, battling those of the Xains remaining there. As Casur fells yet another foe, a sudden charge by the Xains breaks the Oruthalian lines, leaving chaos in its wake. Practically unopposed, they surge forward, crushing everything in their path. If they are not stopped soon, one of those things will be the medical tents.
Casúr stretches to his full height and brays a challenge to the sky as he stands between the Xain and his friend. He is the only soldier in their way. The very sight of a minotaur is enough to make lesser men run, and even more so a wrathful minotaur carrying a warhammer. At this point many of the Xain have seen him as he fights. They watched him barrel through their lines unopposed to rescue a prisoner. They watched him shoot their champion in the throat. They watched him as he felled their comrades one by one. He could just as easily smash them.
The Xains are almost unperturbed, spurred on by a leader somewhere towards the back of the group, as they charge towards him.
The group that had been looking for Valithor exits the tents and, seeing the oncoming attack, stands alongside Casúr.
Casúr stretches to his full height and brays a challenge to the sky as he stands between the Xain and his friend. He is the only soldier in their way. The very sight of a minotaur is enough to make lesser men run, and even more so a wrathful minotaur carrying a warhammer. At this point many of the Xain have seen him as he fights. They watched him barrel through their lines unopposed to rescue a prisoner. They watched him shoot their champion in the throat. They watched him as he felled their comrades one by one. He could just as easily smash them.
The Xains are almost unperturbed, spurred on by a leader somewhere towards the back of the group, as they charge towards him.
The group that had been looking for Valithor exits the tents and, seeing the oncoming attack, stands alongside Casúr.
Casúr quickly scans the army for a leader. He charges towards the enemy with surprising speed and smashes into their line, tossing the three men in front of him high into the air. More soon fall as he wields his hammer with broad, powerful swings that throw men several feet back on impact and dent the steel on their chests.
The Xains are almost unperturbed, spurred on by a leader somewhere towards the back of the group, as they charge towards him.
The group that had been looking for Valithor exits the tents and, seeing the oncoming attack, stands alongside Casúr.
Casúr quickly scans the army for a leader. He charges towards the enemy with surprising speed and smashes into their line, tossing the three men in front of him high into the air. More soon fall as he wields his hammer with broad, powerful swings that throw men several feet back on impact and dent the steel on their chests.
Hopefully, the others follow him.
He sees a short, dark-haired woman in the back directing the soldiers.
The group follows him, staying in his wake to avoid being overwhelmed by enemies.
With that done, Karthon withdraws his sword and takes in what remained of the battle. Many Xains were left, yet without someone to command them he realised the battle would soon be over.
He then remembered Alpida, and fearing her dead Karthon fought this battle to avenge her falling.
Sure enough, the Xains on the ship are in disarray. Natasa lands beside Karthon and Dubhan. "I'm sorry I failed to save your friend. I didn't realize one of them had turned his focus away from me. But come now, we must take this news to the others. They will be much heartened to hear of it."
Sure enough, the Xains on the ship are in disarray. Natasa lands beside Karthon and Dubhan. "I'm sorry I failed to save your friend. I didn't realize one of them had turned his focus away from me. But come now, we must take this news to the others. They will be much heartened to hear of it."
Karthon nodded gravely. "Then let us go."
Natasa helps them up onto the Orodrakus and they fly towards the battle, landing outside the Oruthalian command tents.
Casúr quickly scans the army for a leader. He charges towards the enemy with surprising speed and smashes into their line, tossing the three men in front of him high into the air. More soon fall as he wields his hammer with broad, powerful swings that throw men several feet back on impact and dent the steel on their chests.
Hopefully, the others follow him.
He sees a short, dark-haired woman in the back directing the soldiers.
The group follows him, staying in his wake to avoid being overwhelmed by enemies.
LegoBuilder: The battle is almost over. I need you to finish it.
Casúr quickly scans the army for a leader. He charges towards the enemy with surprising speed and smashes into their line, tossing the three men in front of him high into the air. More soon fall as he wields his hammer with broad, powerful swings that throw men several feet back on impact and dent the steel on their chests.
Hopefully, the others follow him.
He sees a short, dark-haired woman in the back directing the soldiers.
The group follows him, staying in his wake to avoid being overwhelmed by enemies.
Casur continues to fight his way through the Xain lines in a frantic attempt to defeat their commander.
Natasa helps them up onto the Orodrakus and they fly towards the battle, landing outside the Oruthalian command tents.
RomeNZ : We're on the last part of the battle. There's really just one more thing to do before we can join the main battle, so I need you.
OOC: Sorry, I've been busy lately and forgot...
IC: "Thank you for your assistance, it has been most appreciated." Karthon says to Natasa, and with that he motions Dubhan to the main command tent to report but paused before the two guards at the entrance, unsure of the proper military conduct in which to act upon,
He sees a short, dark-haired woman in the back directing the soldiers.
The group follows him, staying in his wake to avoid being overwhelmed by enemies.
Casur continues to fight his way through the Xain lines in a frantic attempt to defeat their commander.
Casur and the others find themselves making increasingly slower progress as the enemies begin to overwhelm them. One of them has fallen, and they are forced to leave him there as they keep pushing forward.
RomeNZ : We're on the last part of the battle. There's really just one more thing to do before we can join the main battle, so I need you.
OOC: Sorry, I've been busy lately and forgot...
IC: "Thank you for your assistance, it has been most appreciated." Karthon says to Natasa, and with that he motions Dubhan to the main command tent to report but paused before the two guards at the entrance, unsure of the proper military conduct in which to act upon,
OOC: No problem.
IC: "You are very welcome." Natasa follows them, and the guards part to let her in. She pulls the two of them with her. Inside, a group of people sits around a table. One of them- a dark-skinned goblin man- stands. "Captain Natasa. Why have you brought these people here?"
Natasa takes a knee. "General Iraklis. They were tasked with eliminating a member of the enemy high command. I am pleased to report that they have succeeded. The Xain are in chaos on the ships. Their fall will come soon."
Iraklis shakes his head. "Not soon enough. They've launched an attack that is heading directly for the medical tents. We can't divert enough men to stop them in time. Take these two and grab any men you can find on the way."
"Yes, general." Natasa rushes them out of the tent.
IC: "Thank you for your assistance, it has been most appreciated." Karthon says to Natasa, and with that he motions Dubhan to the main command tent to report but paused before the two guards at the entrance, unsure of the proper military conduct in which to act upon,
OOC: No problem.
IC: "You are very welcome." Natasa follows them, and the guards part to let her in. She pulls the two of them with her. Inside, a group of people sits around a table. One of them- a dark-skinned goblin man- stands. "Captain Natasa. Why have you brought these people here?"
Natasa takes a knee. "General Iraklis. They were tasked with eliminating a member of the enemy high command. I am pleased to report that they have succeeded. The Xain are in chaos on the ships. Their fall will come soon."
Iraklis shakes his head. "Not soon enough. They've launched an attack that is heading directly for the medical tents. We can't divert enough men to stop them in time. Take these two and grab any men you can find on the way."
"Yes, general." Natasa rushes them out of the tent.
IC: With the next happening leaving the Wanderer Karthon bewilderedly tired, he noted his new task and voiced the logical next question. "Where will our new mission be?"
IC: "You are very welcome." Natasa follows them, and the guards part to let her in. She pulls the two of them with her. Inside, a group of people sits around a table. One of them- a dark-skinned goblin man- stands. "Captain Natasa. Why have you brought these people here?"
Natasa takes a knee. "General Iraklis. They were tasked with eliminating a member of the enemy high command. I am pleased to report that they have succeeded. The Xain are in chaos on the ships. Their fall will come soon."
Iraklis shakes his head. "Not soon enough. They've launched an attack that is heading directly for the medical tents. We can't divert enough men to stop them in time. Take these two and grab any men you can find on the way."
"Yes, general." Natasa rushes them out of the tent.
IC: With the next happening leaving the Wanderer Karthon bewilderedly tired, he noted his new task and voiced the logical next question. "Where will our new mission be?"
Natasa points at a large group of Xain that appears to be marching forward unopposed. "There."
