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The almost-Battle of Llyria, 1730

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Llyrian and Coalition forces freezing up right before their clash, 9th of Grand Harvest, 1730.

 

It was a cold winter day upon which the forces of Llyria and their enemies would meet. The defenders waited and waited, for what seemed like forever for their enemies. They were eager, and filled with Llyrian Patriotism, ready to defend their city against the aggressing dwarves, snow and high elves. Truly, some of the best warriors of the world had assembled in valiant defense of Llyria. 

 

After a while of waiting, the Llyrian defenders, tired of sitting in their fortifications, the defenders charged out, as given a sign by a skygod that enraged them into a rightious fury, and made them throw themselves in the direction of their opponents. Coincidentially, the attackers had bravely charged at the same moment, perhaps driven by the same skygod sign the angry defenders had recieved...

 

Cassian, a young man eager to prove himself on the field of battle charged out with the defenders, into the cold. His boots sounded across the dirt, as a cold wind chilled him to the bone... "Sure is cold here." He muttered to himself, as his breath formed clouds infront of him. "Just a bit further... Enemies must be right there!" Cassian convinced himself, but as the enemy came into sight, he just couldn't continue. It was as if his joints had frozen solid, prevented him from going any further. Surely, this would be his end, as he could not put up a fight against the charging Urguanis, but... Nothing came. As he looked around, it was evident that not only himself and his allies had been unable to move due to the blistering cold, but the opposing force charging out of the tunnel also found it too cold to continue... 


With no other option, both sides slowly retreated back into their bases, to warm up, and hopefully, resume their bloody conflict when the weather was better. Sat by a Llyrian fire, Cassian wondered what had caused this icey mess, and concluded the following:
It might be the Aengul Billy Bob that prevented this struggle, with his warrules that made no sense and were ran by nobody prior to their implementation, and which weren't put to the test at all. 

 

(( @Telanirplz respond to my discord messages, we need to talk )) 

 

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Ilyana clearly recals the attackers heading back home after being positively frightened by the prospect of a fair fight upon seeing the defenders' numbers.

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Leydluk commands Grubgoth Ratcatcha to prepare him horse-liver pie, meat gathered from slain Llyrian steeds, “Yum Yum,” says Leydluk.

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“Llyrian protection charms! Llyrian protection charms, get em while their hot!” Hagon on the Big would shout with a small cart across the forgone battlefield. 

 

((GM Admin where are you?))

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Wargoth Garrdum'Raguk swears vengeance upon the Llyrian scum for the murder and pugsy of Bubba the Pig

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Horren ‘Rosebush’ Bogbelly is sad bubba the unknown pig got pugsied

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