Their Men Have Run from the Battlefield, A Shameful Display!

[mmat 7460]

It was a full-scale war for the open field they expected and wished for, but it was just that they would not receive. Columns of marching men and their Elven allies streamed down the northern road side by side, from the humblest peasants of Ves carrying their spears to the Elvenessi vanguard wielding their dire waraxes. Fancily clad Fennic Valkyr strode aside hardy Haenseni swordsmen on their way to the battlefield where the clash of men would be decided. The lock-step march of each nation’s full-time military was backed and contrasted up by the undisciplined steps of their militia forces, raised from the population at large and armed with the simplest, most easy to use weaponry.

 

Khaine chose to keep away from his own line of march, travelling parallel to the road in the forested hills and plains off to the left side. It was officially a scouting measure but, as a bonus, he really just liked to be away from the crowd with a few friends and his captains. From the position on the march’s flank, Khaine and the party which accompanied him had a relatively good view of the lands in front of the marching columns and the columns themselves.

 

“They’ll be visible just over this rise.”

 

The silence broke abruptly with the voice, and Khaine’s eyes flicked over to the human who had spoke - a Heartlander local who was on their side, or so he believed. At these words, a small sigh of relief exited the veteran ‘ame’s mouth. He had, of course, been marching for quite a while and was now keen to sleep before the war. Silence reigned again, ever more stringently due to the now concluded march of the main force below Khaine and his merry band. They had stopped to set up camp before the clash - understandable, such a distance away was safe enough from any night-raids.

 

Nevertheless, the Elf and the group with him marched ever forward, perhaps around half a mile further until they crested the hill. Where they expected to see throngs of men and bustling activity, instead there was nothing. Nothing, that was, except for a few Pertinaxi troops on the horizon struggling to take down their tents and, further behind them, a column of Renatians streaming into a large fortress.

 

Scoffing and shaking his head, Khaine listened as the Human with him shouted joyfully.

 

    “Their men have run from the battlefield!”

 

To which Khaine added pridefully, as was his nature:

 

    “A shameful display, they daren’t meet us on the field. Bring up the stone throwers.”

 

Soon, the main army got word of this capitulation from their enemy, which caused a degree of consternation. Though battle is a terrible thing, the allied army was keen on it this day, confident of victory as they were. Despite this, it heartened the soldiery to hear that their enemy fled from their own valour. With grit and determination, they prepared for a siege and an assault.

[Dyl 2101]

Romulus would think it’s cute the wood elves are trying to be big boys. 

[Zhikarta 4064]

“Huh, it’s almost as if they’re desperate to meet us on an open field, because they’re too scared to march upon our fort.” Ser Aldis Chase said to himself, smirking as he was quite entertained at the numerous attempts of the Orenians trying to force a skirmish onto the Imperium Renatum.

[TrendE 1347]

“If you guys want a fight then rally right now and we’ll fight! We tried to earlier, but you all hid in Reza. You’ve also been actively avoiding the roads!.” Risky Ralph, commander of men, would scream!

 

[helldiving 5793]

“I still haven’t seen the Wood Elves on the battlefield at all – a shame.” said Cassian

[Archbishop 1784]

1 minute ago, Stack Loot said:

Romulus would think it’s cute the wood elves are trying to be big boys. 

Zachery thinks Romulus was killed, his death being ordered by the all powerful figure in the shadows pulling the strings, a craven of a man, if you can call him that.

[Dyl 2101]

Just now, Archbishop said:

Zachery thinks Romulus was killed, his death being ordered by the all powerful figure in the shadows pulling the strings, a craven of a man, if you can call him that.

Romulus thinks Zachary is a tool, but Zach can think whatever he wants. 

[HurferDurfer1 2979]

bottle misses his former friend romulus

[SwampRump 171]

Arevthor Tathvir trains in the solitude of the Fennic Barracks.  He begins to whistle in snow elf, anticipating the day he will be able to join his allies on the battlefield.

[Nathan_Barnett36 1564]

6 minutes ago, TrendE said:

“If you guys want a fight then rally right now and we’ll fight! We tried to earlier, but you all hid in Reza. You’ve also been actively avoiding the roads!.” Risky Ralph, commander of men, would scream!

 

Siegmund is rather puzzled, walking freely on the roads

[Dyl 2101]

1 minute ago, HurferDurfer1 said:

bottle misses his former friend romulus

Rombo misses Bottle and wishes they could get some food after the war. 

[Ankan 2875]

Painting depicting the annexation of Alderyn, after Elven Union forces had CONCEDED THE PROVINCE without a fight.

 

Dimaethor Visaj uncorked another bottle of wine, working through the ridiculous missives and letters from the rest of the realm. He laughed quietly, a huff of air escaping his nose as he came across the Dirt Elven propaganda. He turned his head, looking up towards the painting above him, shaking his head in disbelief before returning to his work.

 

”Odd. I haven’t seen Wood Elves in battle since King Kairn was at the helm.”

[sophiaa 778]

2 minutes ago, Aythyinae said:

Painting depicting the annexation of Alderyn, after Elven Union forces had CONCEDED THE PROVINCE without a fight.

 

Dimaethor Visaj uncorked another bottle of wine, working through the ridiculous missives and letters from the rest of the realm. He laughed quietly, a huff of air escaping his nose as he came across the Dirt Elven propaganda. He turned his head, looking up towards the painting above him, shaking his head in disbelief before returning to his work.

 

”Odd. I haven’t seen Wood Elves in battle since King Kairn was at the helm.”

Aelin Vel’seda sips along with her good friend, allowing out a simple snort in response. 

[dmitris 391]

“Malakes rebels.. Only a pain in our kwlos.” Says Demetrios Komnenos

[UmbreScye 535]

Faemystu Uveyna stared at the parchment, exhaling a rather large amount of smoke that she inhaled from her smoking pipe. She simply shrugged, tossing the missive into the flames.

Uppori Haviryn placed her large back pack on the ground, reading the missive from afar raising a brow at the odd writing, before carefully placing it into her notebook. “When the great ‘thill entered Alderyn, the ‘ame were nowhere to be found. Yet this missive is quite distasteful, as they clearly announced their own pathetic hypocrisy. Ahernan, for allowing me to remember the ‘tactical retreat’, that the ‘ame displayed to Arcas years ago.” She continued onward, exiting the Queens Isles and making her way towards the unknown.