Battle of the Bloody Road

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Ruricguard being led by Javier Ruric, marching towards the heart of Oren, Adelburg

 

Rain scattered across the battlefield, violent gusts throwing up grass and dew from the soaked landscape. In the face of the abysmal weather the veteran forces of the Coalition marched on, column after column of grey steel under the grey sky. Flashes of the deep reds and blacks of Norland were seen alongside the lighter tones of the Uzg, the piercing blue and white of the Frostbeards and the gold soaked tabards of Santegia. Despite this unity, the inspirations of previous battles, and the wild propaganda of Norlandic revanchism and revenge, the Coalition Army had never seen its morale sink so low.

 

Rumours of an enemy, superior in skill and strength had reached them; mystical rumours of Dunamite or Flay involvement struck fear deep into the hearts of the men, and sent many fleeing their ranks in the dead of night to escape the inevitable slaughter the Coalition faced. Nearly as many found homage in the Orenian ranks, bolstering their traitorous force. The only action that held the foundations of the army together was the invigorating and constant reassurances by King’ Javier Ruric the undefeated, Norland’s finest monarch. As the day of the battle came near, and Adelburg’s walls stood defiantly in sight, he gave a most captivating speech;

 

“My soldiers: my servants: my civilians; all of you, of all the Coalition’s nations, do not break with me now! For the day of Oren’s ultimate defeat is upon us, and we must steel ourself to halt the last desperate advances of a most sinful and gluttonous nation and its most debauched and egomaniacal emperor! Even in its death throes and last, wheezing breaths does Oren pull on the strength of conscripted and cowed people to fight its final battle! Spare those among their ranks who have in their eye the glint of redemption and innocence, and give no quarter to the cold-hearted Imperials with nothing but war in their black hearts! Men of the Coalition; stand firm, and victory is assured!”

 

A raucous cheer rang out, shields clattering and weapons waving for a mile around. To further the King’s Fathersent message, the clouds broke, the rain stopped its downpour and light shone through; the Heavens themselves gave good grace to the Coalition! The newfound light did not cast its glow on the now-visible blocks of Imperial forces. As soon as the forces of freedom, of the Coalition, caught sight of the enemy, breaking out into a total charge.

 

Avalon Silversteed driving the All-Father’s Lance of Holy Steel through Severus the Black’s heart.

 

Devastation was total; from its conception, the battle was destined to be won. The first ranks drove deep into the enemy, King Verthaik of the Frostbeards spearheading such a charge with great vigour it surprised all those who spectated, even his Marshal Morug that he came out unscathed. The archers laid on thick the fire, Prince Erolas’s gilded arrow’s guiding their aim upon the enemy. King Abdes de Savin, aged as he may be, and his close ally Prince Gonzalo de Castro, led their own Santegian brigade in bloody combat through the fields of Adelburg, paying in blood and gaining in glory. Rex U’la’Yar, with her frenzied forces of the Uzg, threw the enemy forces into disarray the mere sight of their bravery. And then, as the fighting thickened around the marketplaces of the docks, many feats of strength were played out; Sers of Norland, Edward and Gareth, scored victory against the Lone Knight through tandem blows to his horse: Dame Quillian Serene and her house held firm, turning over carts to stave off battering Imperial charges. And, with hundreds turning to watch, Avalon Silversteed fought bitterly Severus the Black, driving through his plate and into his heart the All-Father’s Lance of Holy Steel, cutting down the foe’s commander.

As suddenly as the battle had begun, it came to a close. The enemy ranks thinned out abruptly and beat a retreat, those of iron resolve fleeing into their citadel, Adelburg, while those who threw down their weapons in honorable surrender were arrested and given good quarters as the victorious revelled in victory. The rumors were, with ease, dispelled! The Orenian war camp was overrun, and throughout its narrow ways party was rife, with orcs and humans and elves side by side in their joy. King Javier and the rest of the war-council, hopeful rays of sun beating down on their army, survey the fields of dance and music and turns his mind to the final goal: Oren’s denouement.

 

[Cornivore 1292]

Prince Gonzalo de Castro, Looks to his storage room, trying to find space to store all the gear from the Bloody Orenian Road.

[Ankalagon_ 258]

Avalon Silversteed looks around at the dead Orenian bodies outside Adelburg. He nods to his man, the trooper nocks an arrow, sets fire to the tip. He draws the arrow back and then lets loose. The arrow flies through the air and finds it's mark, setting fire to the Orenian banner outside the city.

[Archbishop 1784]

"I was told this warclaim was called off." Comments Felix.

[KeatonUnbeaten 1103]

Gareth smiles upon his new set.

[rukio 8924]

Elle Noctuid sighs in frustration at her own inability to fight in the war. "Wish been to honor to All-Father..." She muses, studying the bow in her left hand, still biding her time. 

[Nathan_Barnett36 1564]

8 minutes ago, L0rdT0mas said:

Avalon Silversteed looks around at the dead Orenian bodies outside Adelburg. He nods to his man, the trooper knocks an arrow, sets fire to the tip. He draws the arrow back and then lets loose. The arrow flies through the air and finds it's mark, setting fire to the Orenian banner outside the city.

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[_Jandy_ 3519]

A large grey Gorkil carries a small set of human sized armor home, a large gash of an axe could be seen in the breastplate. 

[seannie 7443]

"We've lured the degenerates close enough, they'll regret that they've marched upon our Capital." remarked a pious Lucienist.

[PraiseTheLord 868]

"Ang gund griizh." Hazurk'Raguk responds, going to hold a feast with his brothers.

[Raomir 1855]

Verthaik wipes his blade as he runs by Prenkus the Speed Demon to slay his good friend, Robert Goodwill who was having a second breakfast.

 

(( @RobertGoodwill gg

[Jentos 9422]

An aged monk of the All-Father claps with a smug smile.

[Legoboy7984 3155]

Joren Baruch would prepare for the Norlanders to sack Adelsburg.

"If they win the siege they'll be doing us a favor as this capital is terrible, and Oren will still be alive."

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

Ral stares at the crowd then at the sky muttering underneath his breath, "If the ******* sky gods weren't total idiots, the Ruric Keep would be in the bottom of the ocean." he spits on a Ruric corpse before dragging it off to feast. 

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((I mean Legoman7984

[Ogdan 158]

Ogdan Goldhand wipes the Orener blood from is large, jeweled waraxe. "T'day was a good day." he says as he finishes cleaning the scum off.  "Da' Oreners fall easiah d'an I f'ought." he chuckles to himself returning to his band of dwed. He chants praises to the Brathmordakin as they hike back to Jornheim.