-Warclaim [Cleansing The North]

[Josh3738 1712]

The Thane’s Council of Urguan sits quietly in their chamber as they read through various reports and debate the mundane workings of the Grand Kingdom. Zahrer Irongrinder and Fili Grandaxe converse quietly as do many other of the Thanes. Finally, Zahrer stands and clears his throat, drawing the attention of the others before he begins to speak. “Lads, ah ‘ave given much t’ought t’ our alloies in th’ nort’ an’ th’ t’reat t’ey face. Th’ Undead toweh tha’ ‘as grown from th’ keep uf Hanseti ‘as grown t’ plague meh t’oughts wit’ worreh an’ doubt but ah ‘ave made up meh moind. Ah will give th’ ordeh followin t’is meetin. Ah intend t’ muve th’ legion Nort’ an’ take Hanseti frum th’ grasp uf Iblees.” The Thanes talk quickly hammering out the details before sending out riders to every nation in Athera to gather their allies. The decision was made, Urguan was marching North.

A cool wind blows steadily through the tall pine trees of the Dwarven mountains. Instead of the usual calm that filled the air, the drums of war beat steadily and the hammering of smiths filled the air. The land before Kal’Karaad begins to become crowded as countless Legionnaires and Dwarven Marines begin to arm themselves. Rank upon rank begin to stream out of the capital and across the bridges heading to the Southern naval port of Ote’Kathaz. The port itself is filled with the noise of captains shouting to their crew as the steamers are loaded with supplies and siege equipment.

 

 

The ship’s galleys begin to fill slowly as the warriors move below deck. Lord Protector and Grand Admiral Zahrer Irongrinder stand at the wheel of the Yemekar’s Hammer II as it steers slowly from the harbor to the shouts and cheers of the villagers on the shoreline. Following behind, the majority of the Dwarven fleet follows as the glorious sound of bagpipes and drums fills the air. The bright gray and orange of the Urguan banners fade into the distance as the fleet moves from the port. As they begin to leave they turn North…

 

 

 

OOC:

WARCLAIM

 

Type of Battle:

Siege/Conquest

(Battle via Sea and Land)

 

Time & Date:

Saturday December 27th (2pm est)

 

Manpower:

Attackers:

The Grand Kingdom of Urguan

+ Allies

 

Defenders:

Undead + Allies

 

Location and Boundaries:

The area around old Hanseti (Undead Tower) and the waterways nearby.

[DelaneyG 1279]

Ser Thomas Delaney smiles as the fight is brought to the undead!

[mylimo7 409]

((Finally :P so you're going to land from sea and proceed to siege?))

[Cpt_Noobman 1346]

When the time comes, Fili would load into one of the steamers with his kin

[Josh3738 1712]

((Finally :P so you're going to land from sea and proceed to siege?))

((Pretty much like that.))

[Reckless Banzai Screamer 11530]

The Fisher King smiles upon receiving the news. Let the purge of the unholy begin!

[Zhulik 3559]

'Cap' readies his mighty blade, wishing to purify the North once and for all.

[Principality of Savoy 915]

The Akovian Vangard readies itself for war, eager to march alongside its allies. 

[Kingdom of the Westerlands 242]

Aesterwald would ready it mighty army, calling upon its levies from across its lands to rally their men in preparation for a fight.

[Burkester 1246]

After the orcish war horn sounds thrice a horde begins to assemble. 

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/120301-the-horns-of-the-orcs-sound/

[Alakabam 582]

 

 

 

 

Fredrick stands on top of the large overgrown tower. It's ruined state showing lots of decay as it stands in the shadow of a large mountain, not a natural mountain however. This was a mountain spawned by the Undead filth and their minions. They resided in there as normal people although much worse then that they attack and try to capture the entire North. The rot and horrible looking materials that cover the ground slowly spreading from out the castle which once belonged to the proud Teutonic Order. As Fredrick studies the mountain and the tower behind it he notices quite a few holes which could be used to break into the seemingly giant castle. He had been there in the time that the Teutons had still lived there. There halls were big and build to last. Now the undead we're going to use that to their advantage. He just knew it. They would hide inside and rain lightning from above that hellish looking tower. So there needed to be a way for the mortals to get inside. A way which wouldn't be discovered by any of the Undead involved. Something where they could safely go through and stab those despicable creatures in the back.

 

Fredrick gestures to his son to give him the binoculars, a curious way of seeing things from afar, up close. As Fred peered through them he saw some of the holes on a much bigger scale, they seemed to be impenetrable. Sighing while he gave the binoculars back to his son.

 

"There must be a safe way inside.. I just know it."

 

As Fredrick and Giovanni walked back to the Fáoláin castle they wouldn't be in doubt as to who would win the battle either way. Their forces we're strong. Aesterwald especially. The other armies also had some power although less but still filled with legendary names and good fighters overall. The might of the mortals had grown in abundance these last few decades. It all seemed to pass by so fast but things like this remind people that the times are still important and things would need to be happening otherwise it could very well mean the annihilation of the mortals as we knew it.

 

After some discussions with the Aesterwaldians and their officers Daren and Fredrick would be most pleased with the results. Their homestead would be saved of the wretched beings that tried to invade it. Fredrick would smile and raise his mighty battleaxe while standing next to his son. Daren just besides them as he looked onward.

 

 

 

Fredrick's reference picture:

 

 

Fredrick's son Giovanni:   

 

 

Daren's selfie:

[L0rdLawyer 2271]

Hu-din smiles, hearing the dwarven soldiers using ships to attack. Hu-din watches as rhinos and giant scorpions are tied to the catapults and Batistas, Murthraka and the gobos have created, to take to war.

[seannie 6832]

"Hip hip hurray!" yells Richard of Akovia

[Hillsand 54]

Tyon Deadwood would be sitting in his manor receiving the news of the fight against the Undead and thinks for a moment before calling over a courier and asking him to send a letter the a Dwarf name Fili Grandaxe, the note would read. "Me and my brothers wish to join in the fight against this Undead, I realize that we have not been on good terms but I wish to mend whatever gap he been created between us, and I hope you accept my apology for any wrongdoings I may have committed against you."

 

-Tyon Deadwood

[Lekuma_ 34]

Upon hearing of the attack Argis Points his axe to the sky and cheers "Lets do dis!"