Wispen/Conflict

This is a Roleplay based on the happenings of the Evening turn on 22 February 2006.

The Battle actually took place as did the conversation. I just converted it into a more interesting, roleplayed manner.

The actually RP will be posted soon - hopefully.

The Battle

The Estonites gathered at the far end of the battlefield, gathered in line, hearing the words of Basil, Count of Slantrax, Marshal of the Army of Hawthorne. He was obviously psyching them up for the battle. Surely they are no match for the thick skulls of Barony of Makar...

The troops from Barony of Makar spotted the flags of Eston as they advanced.

"Gather men!" hailed Edgar, Marshal of the Army of Icegate, as he turn the the Vikings of the Barony.

"You have a plan sir... ?" questions Or'es Por.

"Nothing in particular... stay in line and bash some heads! The person who bashes the most head will have fun with the ladies from Icegate when they return."

The warriors from the Barony grin to themselves as they ready their weapons.

"ADVANCE!"

A cheer arises within the men as they march forward. The march shakes the ground and is heard from the nearby village.

The Estonite troops get into formation. Cavalry at the front. The weather settles and their is little wind. To the joy of the archers, as it were...

Archer units on both sides readied their bows. Cavalry steady their horses and the infantry glare over to the oppositions. A hail of arrows drops into the lines of the Eston troops. Three men fall, blood leaking from arteries. No apothecary could save them, even if they tried.

The Estonite cavalry forces were within the ranks of Barony of Makar. They managed to smash in eight foot men. The men were trampled by the horses while despratly trying to break free - it was not to be. The Vikings crowded round the Horsemen, hitting them with the butts of their weapons, knocking them off their horses, killing nineteen unfortunate riders. With the cavalry attacked, Marcus Magnus was lieing in the battlefield, unable to do anything while Arland was trying to fend off the attacks from some eager skull bashers led by Soren, Taron and Lint.

Thanks

I must thank everyone in Wispen at the time for this. There conversations was a great influence and inspiration on this Roleplay.

It all began because I said:

"Aww no fair. Thats our gold"

After Eston looted. ;)

The discussion that came from that was tremedously funny - to me at least.