Post by: Dezza on August 26, 2010, 12:01:29 AM
Tales of fear continues to flood across the plains of dark attacks in the night by devilish Dark Elves, more and more are caught each day, one outside Rangley, one outside Sierra and still the stories come in. People in outlying lands have moved closer to the smaller walled villages in fear of the impending attacks. Nighttime becomes a time of fear for any honest family living in farmsteads across the nation.
From that mighty host on the plains south of Prantz there is finally movement nearly four weeks after Rangley was attacked.
Two units peel away from the host and form up on the road heading south towards Lor. A 1500 strong detachment of Heavy Cavalry made up of human nobles and lords from in and around Prantz called the 'Iron Horse Legion', and a 500 strong Dwarven Guards Unit with All'ra support begin a march south.
Protected within their ranks is a combined group of nobles, both Human and Dwarven from Prantz. Together with their supply wagons and servants trailing behind them the force heads south.
Post by: Script Wrecked on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
She stands watching, almost mesmerised, as the tiny figures move about the landscape. Plumes of dust rise into the air as yet another contingent of soldiers makes their arrival.
Finally she draws herself away, her brow knotted in thought and worry.
Post by: superdoofus on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
Post by: geloooo on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
That blood-drunk halfbreed fool will answer for this nuisance!
Post by: cbnicholson on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
Post by: Dezza on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
By Order of the most Benevolent General and Lord, Rael, Loyal Protector of the people of Rael. A proclamation is hereby issued, that any and all Dark Elves found within the boundaries of Rael will be captured and imprisoned pending trial for subversive activities as spies for the impending invasion. Dark Elves found to be guilty of such a crime as decreed by the Rofireinite courts of Prantz will be hanged until they are dead.
The Kingdom of Rael hereby offers any man or woman who seeks to support Rael in its struggle to keep its kingdom safe from the evil menace of the Dark Elves the opportunity to serve in the armies of Rael. Successful applicants can find billets with the army forming on the southern fields outside Prantz.
Post by: lonnarin on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
But I thought the deep dwarves were like, the little kid brothers of dark elves. Going to stickball games together, killing Paladins together, eating babies together, walking side by side, hand in hand squinting at the sunlight, sneering at the townfolk, kicking puppies for sport. Milara and Rael were like what, Best Friends Forever during the Blood Wars? They even had the matching half-heart necklaces and commemorative tatoos!
Post by: Dezza on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
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Originally Posted by Xaltotun  *Deep in the dead of night, when the guards are most likely to be asleep, a small red-clad elven woman steals up to the posters using whatever shadows abound. She removes a brush and some inks from a bag and writes across the poster...* Yous deep dwarves couldni catch a cold. *She then looks around and uses the shadows to make her way out of the city.* |
Post by: Xaltotun on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
Post by: Dezza on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
All'ra's on the outskirts of Rangley have discovered a poisoness nest of plotting Dark Elves. The Six heavily armed Dark Elves were captured and taken to the prison in Rangley where on presentation of evidence the local Rofireinite magistrate declared them to indeed be inciting treason.
The six dark elves bodies now hang from the wall of the prison to serve as a reminder to others who dare to harm Raels people, the fate that they will find for them as well.
Post by: lonnarin on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
This is what happens good people, when one casts off Toran's Protecting Light and turns their back on Him. See now, the destructors of His most holy Citadel as they fall prey to the dark agents of evil. They snuffed out the light and for that they find darkness. Yae, and that they would so too cast out the Voraxians under penalty of death, what should they expect? Who will fight the dark elves now? The Sulterioites? They trade in slaves with them, share borders with them, plot with them in the endless reaches of The Deep. Without the unified might of Toran and Vorax to protect them, the citizens of Prantz be doomed by both Rael's Tyranny and Caduz's malice and Vierdra'ira's trickery!
Post by: Unknown User on August 26, 2010, 06:49:17 AM
Post by: cbnicholson on August 26, 2010, 08:08:29 AM
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:47:05 PM
On the plains south of Prantz one can see a dark sea of pitched tents, horse picket lines, thousands of campfires and attendant servants that serve as the base for what is now well over fifteen thousand troops and is still building. The vast area now holds what is being termed 'The Southern Rael Army'. Day after day wagonload after wagonload of goods and foodstuffs to provide for such a force arrives from villages and towns all over Rael. The people eager to help in such a grand endeavour.
Tales of fear continues to flood across the plains of dark attacks in the night by devilish Dark Elves, more and more are caught each day, one outside Rangley, one outside Sierra and still the stories come in. People in outlying lands have moved closer to the smaller walled villages in fear of the impending attacks. Nighttime becomes a time of fear for any honest family living in farmsteads across the nation.
From that mighty host on the plains south of Prantz there is finally movement nearly four weeks after Rangley was attacked.
Two units peel away from the host and form up on the road heading south towards Lor. A 1500 strong detachment of Heavy Cavalry made up of human nobles and lords from in and around Prantz called the 'Iron Horse Legion', and a 500 strong Dwarven Guards Unit with All'ra support begin a march south.
Protected within their ranks is a combined group of nobles, both Human and Dwarven from Prantz. Together with their supply wagons and servants trailing behind them the force heads south.
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:47:44 PM
Within days the two units arrive in Castle Mask to a lukewarm reception by the local leaders.
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:49:42 PM
Hearing the news that the rael army is moving towards Lor, Feh makes haste to talk to Talia about taking their adopted child Liliah, to Mistone. He leaves to join the Lor militia.
"Seems Rael found a way to amass troops and try to take over Lor."
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:50:19 PM
* A blonde woman, convalescing at home outside of Castle Mask, sits in her kitchen, looking outdoors. She starts at the rumble of heavy cavalry squadrons and infantry companies heading south but efforts to stay seated while she observes their numbers and makeup. Once they have gone beyond her view, she stands quickly, steps out her back door to secure her own horse, and returns inside to dress before riding off.
The tranquility of the morning, which vanished as the soldiers passed by, would have seen her writing a few short letters and quietly sharpening her sword, had it not been in such a hurry to flee. *
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:50:55 PM
*A missive arrive at Castle Mask asking the delegation from Prantz to wait for the emissaries from Lor before moving farther into territory controlled by Lor*
Post by: RollinsCat on September 25, 2010, 03:51:49 PM
As Ambassador Jarl Negoin returns to Castle Mask to deliver the Mayor and Diets response from Lor to the Rael Ambassadors word arrives that more Rael forces have joined the original 2000 troops currently stationed at the Castle.
The Southern Army 5th, 6th and 7th Heavy Infantry units have arrived and set up camp outside the northern side of Castle Mask. The force comprises of just under 5000 soldiers including auxillaries and attendants.
Within hours of his arrival Ambassador Jarl is ushered once again into the Castle, this time alone, to deliver Lor's response. Many gather outside anxious to hear what will come of such a meeting.