Evermore

[dramaking]

ooc: Graeme shape up the punctuation or out of the thread. It has deteriorated to a point beyond recognition. If you didn't know their is a little button at the bottom of the page called SPELLCHECK. Use it! And oh LORD your grammar....

 

[boxers]

"well you've found him" Scott said still letting ppl think he was atlas

 

[sampson x]

Atlas turned to Remial, a grim, but confident look on his face, "Well done, Remial. We shall march out as soon as our troops are ready."

Murmurs were going around among the common folk as they began to realize that this "second in command" was sure more like the hero that had been described to them than the "Atlas" they had seen.

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The commander's eyes widened as he fell to his knees again. He kissed "Atlas's" shoes a few times before looking back up, "My lord, I have come to give thee several messages. If it pleases thee, I shall give them to you." At this, the commander held out the message that Kelli had written as he said, "This one is from a fair lady who called herself Kelli. The other I must speak to you and it comes from your second in command."

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra looked at Atlas with raised eyebrows* Who is Kelli? A friend?

 

[dramaking]

Atlas paced back and forth,
he disliked this extemely. There is few things as difficult as waiting for a battle. He was a machine, desiring vengeance. Every barabarian he intended to slay would be Count Exeter. A battle that would appease him in many ways.

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Count Montagrief comforted Kelli, he was very kind to her. She was still very upset but he did not infringe on her for romance, he may have been a devil but he was a patient devil. She seemed to inconsoleable to return to the castle for every one to question her of what occured. She stayed in his castle and was shown to the most elegant room in the castle.

 

[WhiteLily]

*Kelli smiled at Dominic as she thanked him for his hospitality. She looked around her room when the door closed. Immediately she went to the wardrobe and found beautiful pale colored dressed. She chose a saphire blue one. When she had dressed a servant girl came in and did Kelli's thick slivery blonde hair in an elegant knot before adding emerald pins to hold it. Kelli added an emerald necklace and earings. When she was done she went out of her room to a parlor room. There sat a large piano. Kelli sat and played and sad tune, singing in elfish.*

 

[boxers]

Scott looked over "uhh yeah she's a very close friend to me and even closer to another friend." he took the message from him and put it in his jacket pocket. "and what from my second in command?" he said impatiently

 

[dramaking]

Vlashdimir had re-entered the castle, he heard Kelli's playing, grimly he smiled this was turning out well.
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Count Exeter was intelligent none could accuse him of not being that.
He had changed his clothing and he looked much better. His entire demenor was gone replaced by an apperance unmatched. He was in black, dressed for mourning and he seemed extremely attractive he stood behind Kelli and sang with her, he sang in elvish fluently remarkably well for any one, spectacularly for a human and his singing voice had a strange accent some thing that was much more mysterious than the elven and unheard by any before.

"Magnificent." he told her in elvish

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Atlas and the men marched through, they moved quickly like an arrow from a bow, taking a safe place behind their trees and hills they could never be seen by any one in the barbarians. They moved silently, stalking their prey as they moved towards the city. Remial was with him, as was Zhashban. Atlas trusted Remial in battle and he needed Zhashban to see what war was like if he was to be a valuable advisor.

 

[boxers]

Scott hearing the war horns of the enemy grabed the letters and gabed the horses he had been waiting for he told Sierra to get on and he kicked the horse into action he needed to get there as he was drawinng nearer the battle lines he saw the great numbers of the barbarian tribes. he wasn't worried he had his best men with him. he told his generals to gaurd Sierra with their lifes. with this he sat ontop of his mount and waited

 

[dramaking]

ooc: dangit boxers you lead the main army in front of them, I sneak up behind and annihalate them....

 

[boxers]

ooc: umm what exactly is the plan? I'll edit my last post after I know what I'm supposed to do.

 

[dramaking]

ooc: for Scott to look dangerous while Atlas sneaks up from behind and kills them

 

[WhiteLily]

ooc: Wait, Atlas is gonna kill Scott?

ic: *Kelli smiled up at Dominic. Leaning back she looked out a window* My mother taught it to me when I was ten.

 

[boxers]

I edited my post

 

[WhiteLily]

*Sierra dismounted from behind Atlas and kept a hand on his boot. She waited for whatever was about to happen.*

ooc: Sorry, ten in the morning, I'm not all here

 

[dramaking]

ooc: edit please rachael

 

[ringmaster]

Remial leaned over and whispered to atlas, "Doesnt all this sneaking remind you of all our good times together..... like that time we bashed in the heads of those renagade dwarfs, in the old forest." Remial could tell Atlas was distracte, so hedrew his battle ax and continued to follow him.

 

[sampson x]

((Wow, things have changed...*points to ringmaster's post...good job. Now, to reintroduce my chars again.))

The ex-barbarian commander gaped at Atlas as he ran off to the battle, realizing he had neither had time to relay his message or get back to the ranks. But I must prove my change of heart is true...what would Atlas need of me???

Finally, the commander had a plan and set off with his battallion, which he had run into accidently while strolling and thinking about what to do. He would follow orders today, which was something he had not done in years.

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Zhashban set out with Atlas and Remial, both trembling with fear and excitement. He was not afraid of death, or anything really; he simply trembled with it. Though he trembled on the inside, outwardly he was as controlled as he ever was. He could have shot an acorn out of a tree three hundred yards away if ordered to. But there were no orders at the moment other than follow stealthily behind Atlas and Remial.

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Borchst Zhlienger readjusted his heavy suit of leather armor as he surveyed the land ahead. Weisteich had assigned him the lead battallion.

Borchst sighed as he once again found his search disappointing and lacking in enemies. But wait, there on on the top of the hill was a new swarm! Could it be? But it was! Finally, the day the barbarians had waited for had come! The civilized east's doom would begin this day.

Letting out a ferocious war cry, Borchst called his men to battle ready formation. The other two armies had assembled behind the Northern Barbarian army. Ordering his men into two flanks, each flank with approximately 2,000 lightly clad barbarians, Borchst called his men to march on the enemy from botht the North and South sides of the hill. The brunt of the other two Barbarian armies would come in behind them to wipe the enemy out.

Borchst thought about giving a battle speech, but the looks on his men made him realize they didn't need a speech, they were ready to meet their death for the glory of the West. Looking into what Borchst thought was Atlas' eyes, Borchst swung his mighty double sided blade forward as he shouted, "For the West!"

A huge roar of the barbarian army echoed the call as the front split into two flanks and began to attack the Yitain's from both sides of the hill, hoping to trap the enemy in a vice. Barbarian war cries filled the air as the warriors climbed the hill. Some waved their huge clubs and axes in the air while others gnashed their teeth and foamed at the mouth. When they were in range, a small contingent of primitive archers formed a line behind a small rock outcropping along the north side of the hill and began to fire at the enemy. These archers numbered about two hundred.

 

[boxers]

Scott had set his 600 archers in the trees like the elfs. He ordered his infintry to make a sheild wall with spears down. He was ready for this battle.

Scott looked over at Sierra, he had set his 12 best men to gaurd her they would defend her till the last man if need be. Scotts golden eyes glinted in the bright sun they started to turn red like the blood he was about to spill.

As the barbarians climbed the hill Scott drew his two handed broad sword and held it up. just as the first barbarians came into range he gave a down ward stroke with his sword and 600 fire arrows went hurling through the air knocking several barbarians down he gave to order to fire at will to the archer commander.

He told Sierra's gaurds to keep her here out of range of the barbarian archers. He then gave the order for the trumpets to be blown to signal Atlas that the battle had started. He then gave the order to march. Scott then rode to the Calvery hiding in the trees still. He sat there to wait for the signal to flank the barbarians.

 

[sampson x]

Barbarian warriors watched as some 100 or so of their comrades fell to the huge volley of arrows. This didn't stop them, however. The tide of barbarians surged on. Many more hit the dust before the front lines finally were in melee range of the enemy.

The sound of metal clanging against metal filled the air as the barbarians charged into the enemy's position. Although they were out armored, their numbers and ferocity gave them an advantage. Many fell to the spears, but many more found their way through them in order to do their own damage on the Yitains.

Now that the frontal attack had hit its mark, with fronts on both the north and south of the hill, Borscht ordered another wave of 2000 men to revamp the southern front, which was suffering heavier losses than the northern due to a lack of protective rock outcroppings and trees. Borscht also organized a small band of the heaviest clad horsemen the Barbarians had and ordered them to wait for his command to storm through the fronts, to crush the enemy's line of defense.

Finally, Borscht called another 3000 men to march on the now less guarded western front of the hill. He ordered shields given to the front line of this group and spears to the second line. These two lines were ordered to rush at the enemy without stopping and crush them under their numbers. He organized the front two lines into a V shape for the best results. Those behind the front two lines were ordered to slaughter anything that was left alive behind the rush, or pick up the shield or spear that a fallen comrade might have lost so that the charge might not lose its momentum. With these commands, the large group tore off at a dead sprint at the enemy.

((I'm guestimating that the Barbarians have about 20,000 men, of which approximately 1,000 have fallen to arrows and spears. The Yitains should have about 8,000 men, I think, but they are better equipped. Tell me if this works right.))