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| + | == 16th March == | ||
| + | === Summer Evening -- [[Aestus]] === | ||
| + | ==== Flavia Arindal ==== | ||
| + | Flavia cursed in a most ignoble manner as she grasped her bleeding arm and realized that her opponent was even more seriously injured. | ||
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| + | "This was supposed to be fun," she said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry." | ||
Revision as of 02:00, 17 March 2020
| Dubhaine Family | |
| Fame | 40 |
| Wealth | 19485 |
| Home Region | Ashforth |
| Home World | East Continent |
1st March
Summer Day - [[Karbala]
Luna Tempest
--The Previous Battle--
Dame Luna Tempest once again found herself on the cusp of a massive battle about to take place. The Northern Alliance host of Eponllyn, Shadowdale and Sirion marched south to defend the region of Nascot from the Perdanese Armies takeover.
As the two great armies approached the Shadow King issued orders to the Shadow Legion, Luna and her Tempest Rangers were to deploy to the front line. With her rangers they were to inflict as many casualties as achievable before the infantry slog and cavalry charge.
Looking across the field from her position worried Lady Tempest. It appeared the Perdanite army was larger than the Northern one and with many more infantry. She opted to sheath her sword and prepare her bow. Charging the lines would be suicide so Luna would hold her ground where she stood and lavish the enemies with arrows.
With a blast of a horn the entire vanguard came to a halt, as all the units of archers prepared. With a command of Nock, Hold and Fire a cascade of arrows filled the sky however the hold command might have been a moment too long. Arrows crashed down not a moment after Luna and her rangers own release. Lady Tempest looked around her as a dozen of her own rangers and 100’s of other men fell wounded from arrow fire.
With another command a second volley from both sides shaded the center of the battlefield while infantry and cavalry charged past the lines archers towards the entrenched enemy. Again men fell all around her, blood and screaming aplenty.
By the third volley the front lines had become completely entrenched. The clashing of steel heard all across the battlefield. It would not be long until the inevitable hail of arrows would hit the Tempest Rangers once again. Unfortunately Luna’s luck had run out, as two arrows found their mark. One would come down and strike her thigh leaving an uncomfortable flesh wound. However the other arrow would narrowly miss her collar bone knocking her to the ground and leaving her gasping for air.
As the order came to fire at will several of the Tempest Rangers dragged their Lady towards the backline and to safety while the others remained firm, firing as commanded. Laid resting against a stump Luna covered in her own blood watched the remaining battle unfold around her. Northern men were scattering and retreating all round, including her own Tempest Rangers. With what little strength Dame Tempest had left she scribbled a few words of the battle in her journal.
Wounded, with all her remaining rangers scattered and the horns blowing from the Northern Alliance sounding a retreat Luna figured she would be left behind to die. Resting on that stump there in the dirt and blood surrounded by her fallen men she passes out.
Dawson Lawson
Even though his troops were scattered and he was lightly wounded during the battle Dawson was pretty proud of his men. Not only did him an his troops wound two nobles including the marshal of one of the enemy armies but his infantry was the last group of infantry to by standing in the field before the end.
Dawson was hoping that his troops would last long enough to cover the archers even longer but the press of men around them eventually broke his troops. Now they are heading back to akesh temple to recover, hopefully hi healers will do a good job and no more of his men will die
2nd March
Summer Day -- Negev
Jerod Seraph
Jerod’s rat men had tasted war.
The battle had been quite intense and his captain had died almost immediately. However another rat man stepped up in his place and continued the fight.
He would have to get to know the man.
Although they did not win, Jerod was proud of how long his rat men had stayed on the field as a small force among many larger ones.
They had paid a high price for their loyalty.
The healers managed to save more than Jerod had thought possible, but there was still a significant portion of those men who would not go back home.
Jerod sighed while he thought of the battle. Now he limped around getting the financial side taken care of and getting some of their equipment repaired. Soon he would himself he healed of the wounds he took in the battle, but compound interest waited for no man, and it was time to make sure his debts were paid in full.
3rd March
Summer Evening -- Supra
Jerod Seraph
As he marched toward home, Jerod looked over his papers from horse back. He suddenly realized he had actually only lost a few men, but as he was fairly untested, there was a limit to who wild follow him into battle, and that had been limited by his initial money. Indeed this refit came at a good time, as he now had enough money to hire as many men as would follow him... Not all that many more than now, but more just the same it would fill his unit out a little. He also saw that his men’s gear was looking a bit tattered.
Yes, this refit would work well.
16th March
Summer Evening -- Aestus
Flavia Arindal
Flavia cursed in a most ignoble manner as she grasped her bleeding arm and realized that her opponent was even more seriously injured.
"This was supposed to be fun," she said between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry."
