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Re: End of Kurlock
« Topic Start: June 10, 2015, 12:11:18 AM »
Roleplay from Turmagen Zaffadu   (2 days, 15 hours ago)
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Ranks of soldiers marched with Turmagen at their front, advancing on Taselak's walls with their bristling spears held high. Already there were ladders pushed against the city walls, held at their base by throngs of Sandals urging their comrades up, soldiers swarming up them like lines of ants. From the top of the walls came the incessant clamor of steel clashing against steel as the Sandal vangaurd fought desperately to establish a foothold. They occupied but a toe. All along the rest of the battlements length archers discharged their arrows in waves. The arrows crashed harshly across the ranks of Turmagen's spearmen, eliciting cries of worry and confusion. Turmagen steadily pushed forward, weathering the storm of arrows with his shield held up high, a dozen arrow shafts already lodged in its thick wooden frame.

A fluttering banner caught Turmagen's eye. The infantry at the ladders were bearing Kurlock's royal coat of arms. The Great Wyvern had pushed ahead by himself! Turmagen hastened his pace, he had to reach his master, to lend him his aid.

Arrows continuously whistled down, cutting down swaths of Turmagen's soldiers. It was as though the entire arsenal of Taselak city was falling upon them. Soon only a thin force of a dozen men remained, with so many arrows lodged in their shields and armor they looked like porcupines. But they were close to the walls. So close...

Turmagen looked ahead to his master, fighting by himself now, the rest of his troops pushed back. Turmagen watched as the Great Wyvern, the living god, was transfixed by a single spear shaft. He watched as the Holy One fell to the earth in slow motion, as he struggled back up. The city gates opened at once and heavy cavalry swarmed out, their hooves shaking the earth as they galloped forward. They had but one objective. Turmagen cried out hopelessly - "Master!!!" - as the cavalry rode down the great Kurlock, striking him with their swords and sticking him with their spears as they passed. They struck at Kurlock and trampled him with their horses, then with a cheer set off. Turmagen saw the sorry state of Kurlock's corpse. It was too morbid to describe.

Turmagen gave one last cry and charged toward the wall, and so did his scant remaining men. The Tassel archers watched him, with cruel smiles twisted on their lips. They drew back their bows and discharged one last volley. Their corpses littered the earth.

But Turmagen survived somehow.
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Roleplay from Philippa Rede   (2 days, 13 hours ago)
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Blood was splattered across her face and smeared across her hardened leather armour as she strode to the Ikalak command tent. A vanguard smashed their shields in salute to their General as she passed through them and into headquarters.

Philippa reviewed her manifest, assessing the damage to her army. King Blanche and Duke Hans had both suffered minor injuries as had the two knights who had followed Kurlock in the front line. But on the whole Ikalak had faired well during the siege. She pushed aside her papers and dropped her arms and head on her desk,

“Kurlock, you stupid fool!” she whispered. “How am I supposed to finally face you head-to-head now?"
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Roleplay from Mooch Nifelleisca   (2 days, 6 hours ago)
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Mooch and Tomas were beside Kurlock on his scaling the walls. Though Kurlock had around 200 men surrounding him, Mooch 120, and Tomas some many score himself. Together, these four hundred infantry scaled the walls and were thrown back. One hundred of Mooch's men slain in but minutes, Mooch falling down, only cushioned by the corpses and wounded below. He started chewing on the wounded, oblivious to the fact they were his own recruits, while the cavalry exited the walls against Kurlock and his remaining 100 infantrymen.

As a healer helped him limp away from battle, he saw a great weapon soaked within a pool of blood in front of the Taselak gatehouse. He thought 'much blood much weapon'. He picked it up. Had he had more sense, he would've wondered how such a weapon was left laying there after Sandalak and Ikalak had penetrated Taselak's fortifications.