[Important Information] March On The Corrupted; Camp

[_pok_ 1768]

The First Of Sun’s Smile, Year 123
North Of Adunia

 

“Dere.” Pok stopped atop his great bull, looking onward toward Castle Grewyn. Behind him was the Kingdom of Adunia and to his east the shattered Human Kingdoms.

 

“Wi am cloze.” Suddenly Pok turned and began shouting orders to the Orcs and men who followed him. “Zet ub kamp, readeh de ziege wepunz. Prepure de battulmentz. Eztablizh perimetur. Begyn rekunz.”

 

The Orcs around him began to scramble, the sound of steel tools against wood began to ring through the forests and mountains of the North. Pok looked back toward Castle Grewyn, a faint shriek could be heard from inside the castle walls, but he wasn’t afraid, nor were any of the Orcs with him.

 

Lex rode up beside Pok, nodding to him and then looking to the forest, Pok turned to him and said, “Lat feelz dem beneff uz, dem mayde de jurneh?”

 

“Yub Pawk, dem am wif uz.” Lex felt the great beasts beneath the ground, their stirrings were great and they needed food. Soon is all that Lex thought, and looked toward Castle Grewyn.

 

Pok closed his eyes and listened, he began to hear trumpets and shouts and the sounds of great steel armor. A sound he knew well, knights. Over the hills, the armies of Oren and the Northern Coalition had assembled, preparing to march.

 

“En tyme.”

 

 

We’re gonna set up a siege camp tomorrow where anybody that intends to take part in the battle can come and RP. We’ll be mounting the attack on Saturday, August 3rd, 2013 at 4:00PM EST. Hope everybody is ready and hope to see as many people there as possible!

[Lark 2227]

((Is the siege camp going to be in Augustine or near it?))

[5678 260]

Burzumkil watches from the walls as the enemies of The Great Master assemble. They would all be destroyed, and their life force would be drained from them. He prepared his rusty scoopers, for after the glorious battle, he would feast on their eyes.

[Aislin 4354]

Gronkk rides atop his mighty war pig, the only steed fat enough to carry Gronkk. He turns to Pok and gives him a nod. Gronkk dismounts his fat pig and turns to Castle Grewynn, a look of steely determination upon his face.

 

Gronkk will'n flat dem ull, Pok. Gronkk will tayk der leeder'z hed agh wer id az a mazk tuu skayr de udderz. Gronkk will eet der kubbehz agh skah der fedemunz. Dem will'n nub eskayp, de Urukz will'n deztruy dem.

[Shadeleaf 1022]

Arzota stands  to the side of the orcish approach, leaning his back up against a tree as a smile creeps to his face.

"Time to retake the fort boys..." he mutters to himself, taking out a book and scribbling down a few orders in it, finishing it all off with a picture half hidden green cross. "Orcs are going to be pleasantly surprised I hope...they sure as Nether aren't going in alone at least."

 

With that Arzota would whistle for a bird, holding his hand up as the creature snatches it from his fingertips. Afterward he would go back to his normal business... yet another task burdening his mind.

[Swgrclan 2682]

From a distance, standing 'tween two trees of pine-foliage and darkened bark was a figure clad in back; an unseen gaze boring into the gathering army. This figure, despite it's similarities, was not one of the aberrations cloaked in darkness. He was a man who followed beings similar to the ones this "army" is to thwart, long lost to time but making effort to keep alive and known in the minds of the masses.

The figure stood atop the perch for many moments to observe the forming forces before turning around and slowly retreating into the pine forests,

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Ac'talareh hums with activity as the Vigilants gather iron, and the Pathfinders train regularily, the mages, of course, preparing for war.

 

"Spread the word throughout the Magestate, we're bringing everyone we possibly can." Art says, turning to oversee the preperations

[brotherpig123 38]

((I got lost trying to find the camp :D))

[3VN 136]

((Where is the camp?))

[The Fact Core 511]

The unknown and creepy Oogie Man stares down from the Fort of Hell at the camp...starring...a grin on his ugly and emotionless face...

[_pok_ 1768]

[[Camp is directly beside the castle, you need to really look to find it.]]

[ThatCanadian 203]

((Have to pick the long weekend...when I'm off camping -__-. Wish you all luck though!))

[Redbaron™ 690]

Ogand sits on the walls of the keep, his face seemingly looking over the Antagonist's walls, his staff glows a hue of red as he waits for it to begin.