The Bloodless Raid

[senor_tortuga 692]

 

 

 

 

 

“The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.”

Sun Tzu

The six warriors, standing erect upon the hull of the great elven ship as it sways to and fro in the chaotic churning ocean. Swords and spears in hand, they stare down the horde of elves below with an iron gaze, ready for the seemingly imminent bloodshed. Their strong, vascular, oiled biceps glistening under the sun as they scream and beckon for the SEVEN THOUSAND elves to fight them. But alas, only a few arrows find their way , striking their shields and the barnacle covered hull of the ship. Not one elf swung their sword that day.

HOOO-HOOOO HAAAA-HAAAAA HA-HA-HA-HA-HO-HO

Suddenly from the bow of the ship the six men ranging from elf to dwarf start to  SCREAM, releasing deafening monkey sounds which resound across the vast bay. Quaking in their boots, the hordes of the ‘great’ elven warriors fall into disorder, crying out in anguish as the horrific sounds reach their delicate elven ears. All the while, the raiders of Caras Eldar continued the screaming as they face horde with HONORABLE and COURAGEOUS hearts. Soon, the SEVEN THOUSAND strong horde of so called ‘warriors’ were no more, dispersed to the wind.

PRAYZE DA SPIRITS, KILL DA KNIFE EARS!

Those words boom across the landscape as the Huntsgoth of the clan Lur bellows in VICTORY! His sword untarnished and bloodless as he stares down upon the once crowded bay, now vacant as all the so called ‘warriors’ flee to their trees and hovels. Empowered by this victory, he named the year 1648 ‘Year of Denis’.

CUT DOWN THE TALL TREES

 

[Hot_Dip 789]

Hamnil Frostbeard would hear the news from his comrades and chuckles uncontrollably at the unlikely story.

Wot a bunch ah pusseh's, but wot can ye expect frum tose pompos' ta'l ears. 

[Ford 1996]

Veidan's sides soar into space. 

[Dromui 755]

Diraar stares forward.

 

"We've fought off several of their raids, murdered their marauding bandits consistently, and have strung them up like the dogs they are. The one time they managed any success, they believe themselves the Aspects themselves. Truly outrageous. It is almost as if they were born without brains."

 

Diraar joins Veidan in space.

[rukio 8924]

Elle Noctuid yawns. "Not like they even killed anyone to my knowledge. Waste of their time, really."

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Artimec continues on with his daily life within the city. At some point he thinks he hears the faint noise of loud screeching coming from the ocean, but shrugs it off.

[Unwillingly 18120]

 "We've been undefeated against you all up until now. I find this comical, that they hop on the slightest chance they can get to try to humiliate us. Considering the response given, this must be truly a great feat for you to defeat some weak knife ears. I congratulate you, really, for defeating us one time. That's quite the victory." Cyrene walks away, shaking her head.

[Treshure 5817]

“Oh is this where they tried to find a way into the city and just sat on a ship before leaving? I’d try and paint that in a good light too.” comments Valkorion.

[Booklight12 481]

Yssdril To'las caught whim of these strange claims coming from the rugged bandit group and looked over to the mali near him in the woodland city.. "Why do these things think 7 mali are 7000?" Hed inquire as these bandits clearly overstated the number of dighters present in this bout.

[AGP 3169]

"VICTOREH FER URGUAN," shouts Constantine.

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Kairn slaps his belly.

[mmat 7460]

"Call me a bluff old traditionalist sir, but I was always taught to gain a victory before posting a victory post." Khaine states after waking up somewhat perplexed from a relaxing, undisturbed sleep.

 

[Pinsir99 526]

"Winning a single battle is not winning the war. Especially when you don't kill anyone in your supposed 'victory'." Vierna chuckles to herself.

[PraiseTheLord 868]

Hazurk'Raguk realizes elves chortle alot. "Hm."

[Varstivus 98]

Varstivus looks up from his book for a moment, wondering why people insist on talking to posters on walls all the time. He shakes his head, returning to his book, having literally grown bored of raids, be they bloodless or not.