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A BULL IN BRASCA


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 A BULL IN BRASCA 

 


 

 


 

The anticipation was palpable, and the men gathered in front of the siege camp’s outer gate knew what was at stake. They knew all too well what they were about to run into. A hail of arrows, scorched earth, and the thunderous roar of canonfire was all around them. The young Gabriel was only an initiate within the Brotherhood, yet here he found himself– surrounded by Yacht Team 6. The Baron-Consort of Karovia knew whatever danger he would face, he’d face alongside some of the Covenant’s most skilled fighters. He could only think of what was to come, the blood he was about to draw, the dangers he was about to face. Gabe was never the bravest, but knew he had to push on for his Kingdom.

 

This was not his first battle, but it sure would be his hardest. He killed Orcish raiders at the gates of Valdev. He held fast as endless trebuchet fire rained down onto Breakwater keep. Yet here he stood, ready to enter the lion’s den. Before them laid a wasteland, and behind them their allies held fast. All that was left was to wait for an opening.

 

The gate opened up, and the group quickly charged forward into enemy lines. Soon followed the Covenant’s main force, overwhelming enemy fortifications at their frontline. Their barricades and palisade walls soon covered in Veletzian blood. There Gabe and his allies found themselves now– facing a no-man’s land. A final push was soon to happen, until he and his comrades were commanded to the flanks– leaving the main force behind.

 


 

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Circling around the keep, the group had found an opening: a passage into a tower the Veletzian forces had been emerging from. Their hit and run tactics would soon come to an end, as one of their men foolishly left the gate open. Gabriel, along with his fierce allies, charged into the tower entrance– striking down any and all Adrians they could find.

 

And their strike had been a success.

 

Yacht Team 6 found themselves in control of the perimeter around the fort, chasing down stray Adrians and skirmishing at various entrance points around the keep. One by one the enemy’s most elite soldiers fell, thinning their numbers and taking down their leaders. The enemy’s morale and co-ordination was soon to fall. Realizing their mission had been a success, Yacht Team 6 rejoined the main fighting force, preparing to storm the main hall of Brasca. Together with the rest of the Covenant’s forces, Gabriel charged into what remained of the checkered floored hall. He knew victory was close. A final charge into the backroom of the Adrian fort, made possible only by the brave actions of Vasili Vanrov, opened the gate for his allies. This would be the nail in the coffin of the enemy’s futile resistance.

 

 


“Tiz Dzuty, Triek Caezk”

“With duty, comes honor”


 

It soon dawned upon the young Baron what had just occurred. From a nobody, from a mere initiate in the Brotherhood to a warrior fighting along the strongest of the realm. He brought his looted gear back to the Valdev palace, preparing himself for the battles to come.

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Liridona is very proud of her son, and filled with nothing but relief that he returned safely.

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