Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150131101228/@comment-29559990-20150205232449

The Shadowbloods moved into position, their catapults ready to fire. The citizens were running for their lives, heading for hills to escape them. Some stopped at the hills to watch the impending battle. Others ran and never looked back.

The Shadowbloods were disinterested in the citizens. Instead, they were focused on the village. The Lord of Stonefalls was in his armor, axe drawn. Behind him were 300 loyal guards, ready to defend their home, even in the face of massively overwhelming army.

"Your courage is honorable, but your struggle is in vain!" Vordel called. "Leave your city now, and you will not have to feel the wrath, of the SHADOWBLOODS!" His words was met with a thunderous cheer from the 900 soldiers who backed him.

"NEVER, YOU HERETICS!" The leader of Stonefalls yelled back. "You may outnumber us, but we outmatch you in heart and skills, Shadowbloods! You will not take us now, tomorrow, or a hundred years from now. We will fight everyday of our lives if we have to! WE WILL..."

"Fire." Vordel said simply, and a barrage of Catapult Munitions came raining from the sky, squashing a good amount, about 50, of the opposing forces.

Then, Vordel raised his axe and gave the order, and a wave of 400 soldiers came charging full steam ahead into the village, cutting down on the Stonefall Guard.

Meanwhile, a small battalion of archers set up a position on the southern side of the city, hitting the guards with a flurry of arrows.

Vordel stood back for now. He felt like his services weren't necessary at the moment.

(Ending will come in the 2nd Post.)