Masouri 2131 Popular Post Share Posted January 7 INTO THE JUNGLE - A LION - OUT A MOUSE Spoiler https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_eYoGMCZqU Beneath the southern sun, the armies stood. Across the expanse of Hippo’s Gorge, broken only sporadically by freshly-sawed palisades and earthen bulwarks, the forces of the Grand Covenant stared northward at the Veletzian-Krugmar host. The Orcs and reavers cheered and heckled as their cavalry formed lines between the brush. Though outnumbered, they showed no fear; they were, after all, the great victors of the Battle of Westmark, where they had brought the advance of the Covenant infantry to a screeching halt, and it was they who had left no land unscathed by raids and pillaging over the long Saint’s winter. The mounted legions of the Covenant stared down their foes amassing on their horizon, and they raised no cheers of their own. And yet, as the banners of Norland, Petra, Balian, Numendil, Aaun, Urguan, Hyspia, and Haense streamed in the wind, and thousands upon thousands of steel-tipped lances gleamed in the sunlight, it was not despair that gripped them. Instead, it was defiance. That defiance smouldered in Viktor Daemonsteel. The Duke of Vidaus gripped his poleaxe, from which tassels in the colours of House Ruthern flew, as he glared across the gorge. He had earned his moniker in the heat of Valdev’s forges, where he had hammered countless iron and daemonsteel day and night to replenish the Covenant armoury. That defiance burned in Patriarch Josef. The Patriarch of Jorenus sipped his canteen of vodka as he squinted through the sunlight, and his mare struggled to hold his weight. Throughout the long winter, he had lived in the barns and stables of the north to procure fresh hides to sate the endless demand for leather. He had become the bovine reaper, feared by all cows, and he had defended those barns with every fibre of his being. That defiance blazed in Queen Amaya, the White Flame of Haense. As she sat atop her horse, enwreathed by her gold-worked satin cloak, she no longer trembled as she held her weapon. She had learned the nature of war in that winter, for she had been taken captive when she took up arms to fight in a raid. But she did not fear; not anymore, and her radiance instilled the same bravery in the Haeseni horsemen at her side. When the battle began, that defiance blazed through the Covenant army like an inferno. Like a bolt of lightning, Captain Banjo led his fabled warriors of the Yachtsmen as skirmishers on the rear of the battlefield, biting devastating holes into the Veletzian flank with each pass. Under a hail of arrowfire, the main cavalry under King Aleksandr held their ground as they waited for their opportunity to charge. Beneath their visors and faceguards, their jaws were set grimly, and their eyes burned with the heat of that inferno. When Captain Banjo signalled the first charge, King Aleksandr led the cavalry in sweeping tide of deadly lances into the disorganised right flank of the Veletzian army, and it was with a fury for the capture of Queen Amaya that the Haeseni riders sliced the flank into ribbons. When the second charge came and the Covenant cavalry thundered across the Gorge once more, it was with a vengeance of the Red Coronation that the Balian defenders with a malice never before attributed to them. With the third charge, the Petrine Knights exacted their blood-price for their burnt and murdered clergy. Finally, the Covenant horses turned and fell back to their palisades in a feinted retreat. When the remnants of the Veletzian invaders pursued, it was then that Captain Banjo charged his Yachtsmen through the brush, and slammed into the midriff of the Veletz column; Balor Ireheart, Sigrun Ireheart (stonehammer), Otto Ludovar, Ser Garen, Sigmar, Emilio Jr, Ser Rickard (and his herd), and other valiant Yachtsmen. With the final trap sprung, the Covenant banners were hoisted high as the main cavalry veered around, and galloped into the Veletzians as they were caught in the Yachtsmen lances. The Veletzians, who entered the battle as lions, scurried in defeat like mice from the battlefield. As fifteen-thousand horses bore down on their foe, the Covenant roared with that defiance. As fifteen-thousand warriors charged into the frey, any question of their unity was silenced. As fifteen-thousand lances struck in unison, the Battle of Hippo’s Gorge was won. Spoiler 79 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
xMuted 2460 Share Posted January 7 Grand Regent Sigrun 'Undeadslayer' Stonehammer raises a hefty keg of celebratory dwarven ale above his head before going to attempt to chug the entire thing in excitement at winning! 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
tilly 3672 Share Posted January 7 "What do you fight for, Hohkmat?" The Queen-Emeritus had asked of the people representing the Mages of the Hohkmat Enclave, giving them a mighty cry from the dais where she stood, overlooking her fellow soldiers. "We fight against the Antethema, against Veletz," shouted Master Fatebinder's reliable second, Isabella Sanz. "They are both terribly evil, and we are determined to put them into the ground. We fight for Petra, we fight for Hohkmat. Petra is our oldest and most benevolent ally, so we shall follow them wherever they go, even if that means to the trenches and back!" "That's beautiful," remarked Renilde, before going on to the next proud soldier, and asking the very same question. @Minuvas @Dj_McMuffin 20 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ferdaboy 1593 Share Posted January 7 Ser Garen stood proudly amongst his several broken lances and pikes, ready to take the fight to Veletz once again. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
sarahbarah 5021 Share Posted January 7 There the Queen sat atop her steed, a fire burning in her heart - as per her moniker, the White Flame. No longer did she fear. There was naught else to seek, only retribution; for her people and for her allies. 19 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ErikAzog 3313 Share Posted January 7 "Kept them out of Balian we did." he'd state, going to spit into his spatoon, "God Save the Kingdom of Balian." he'd exclaim. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shmeepicus 3942 Share Posted January 7 Percy de Lyons rode alongside King Aleksandr- their horses galloping in tandem. "PUSH THEM BACK!" The King of Haense ordered, followed by a quick, "kill them ALLLLL," from his second, Percy's voice cracked due to the screeching and shouting of the battle- and side by side they rode, cutting through the Veletz and Krugmar forces like a scythe cuts wheat. 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monster_Duck 128 Share Posted January 7 Emilio Jr. takes finally takes his oversized armor off after a long ride back to Napoliza, as he looks to his younger brother Furio: "Once I grow into this armor, then I can truly show the men of Veletz what I am made of. House Varoche does not forget the death of Sigismond!!!" 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xarkly 12618 Share Posted January 7 The sun broke through the grey pall around midday. Friar Villorik sat atop his destrier as it wound through the grasslands north of Hippo's Gorge. Behind him, the axels and wood of the wagon being pulled by the destrier creaked under the weight of Haeseni dead, with their gold-black cloaks wrapped around their lifeless forms as shrouds. Despite that, Villorik felt at ease. Their deaths had been far from in vain. 14 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elite Snipes 3542 Share Posted January 7 Bakir Ireheart raised a large gallon of mead to the coalition and the Irehearts who fought in the battle "The Irehearts as usual turning the tide of a war." 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarven 1715 Share Posted January 7 "Wer Rastet, Der Rostet!" "Kameraden! Victory has been brought to us this day! We did not Rust after our loss! We did not rest on our Laurels!" "Ave Victoria! GOTT is with Us!" Gottfried cheered with his Reinmaren brothers, the battle standard of green and blue flowing in the wind 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kholibrii 978 Share Posted January 7 Princess Eirene sat a wreath of flowers atop the shallow grave of a hippo who lost his life valiantly defending his territory. While some hippos perished, their children will live on in their natural habitat. 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlemishSupremacy 4930 Share Posted January 7 Flemius rode down the enemy formation, hacking away before being smacked off his horse... While he landed on his back, he saw covenant soldiers rushing forward all around him to strike at the fleeing league soldiers... By the time he got up, the enemy was in full rout, having been shattered by the decisive cavalry charge. 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ramon 3965 Share Posted January 7 "Our steadfast unity is perhaps the Lord's greatest blessing in this time of troubles yet."Spoke John, King of Aaun, before tracing the Lorraine over himself, and then making for prayer. 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wavey 1446 Share Posted January 7 “Unity. Regardless of the constant raids and attacks upon our homes. We shall persevere. For it was the Queen of Balian who personally visited us with a plethora of armor and resources. It was the Lord Marshal of Haense who provided us further assistance in resources and defense. It was the Queen of Petra who personally came with her architects to assist us in furthering the defenses of our city. Hyspia honors her commitments. Just like her allies. We shall always be resilient.” Commented the Viceroy of Hyspia with a nod. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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