Red Upon White

[BobBox 3252]

Red Upon White: The First Siege Of The Marbled City

A depiction of Inquisitors charging through a line of bandits who jumped from the city walls.

It was the 6th of the Grand Harvest when sounds of an extravagant party within the Marble City of Ando Alur were interrupted by a group of bandits who charged to the entrance of the Gala with swords in hand. At the first sight of these bandits, faithful soldiers and citizens drew arms - two of which were the Prince of Ando Alur and the Grand King of Urguan - both experienced in battle. As the fight naturally progressed, one soldier stood out from the rest - a commander by the name of Acharon, and during the fight, he appointed Elren to be a second in command. 

 

It was but a few moments of fighting when the bandits escape through the painted quarry was stopped short by the heavy gate which smashed down into the ground and there it was decided that the battle was lost. Their weak armor, which appeared of Mali’ker make, was useless against the masterfully smithed blades of the Inquisitors. Their screams of dismay echoed the cave as they attempted to turn, only to face the wrath of their pursuers. Many began to jump over the marble walls and died scrambling for their lives. In total, at least three hundred soldiers were captured or slaughtered, while the guardians of marble didn’t break a sweat.

 

Let this be a warning for all future attacks on our city - our walls of marble do not falter to such weak and dull blades.

 

Signed,

Seat of Health,

 

[6xdestroyer 1605]

A 'ker smiles, wiping blood from his blade.

 

 

[Synasthima 58]

An unrelenting sentry cleansed the tainted blood from his blade, casting a content gaze upon the majesty of Ando Alur. 

[UnBaed 9015]

Molia Hazmezul found opportunity within the commotion of the rather brief conflict to relieve the some distracted guests of the gala of their purses and pocketed valuables, bringing her prizes back to her uncle.  What fools would be so bold as that?  The young girl thought to herself while the brigands lost their heads and as she earned a few coins.

[Astrophysical 1009]

A hulking fire atronach, clad in ferrum plates lumbers into the square, scanning the aftermath’s bloody carnage sluggishly. 
“Not... joyous... Best they.. don’t encroach... again...” it speaks flatly.