Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150613171809/@comment-5543592-20150614000958

"Yeah, you've been afflicted with awesome." Said Ogedei to Ellis, in the lamest attempt at a joke in the course of Altmeri history.

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Back at Steinar's catapults...

Steinar waved his axe above his head, calling his infantry to attention.

"Beserkers!" From behind the line of artillery, rows of Orcs stepped forward. They wielded all sorts of Orcish weapons, and had mixmatched armor. Some where in full Orcish battle gear, while others wore the bare minimum of a fur skirt. Some worn nothing but body paint.

"Strike first!" Steinar pumped his battle axe above his head, inciting a cheer.

"Strike hard!" He waved the weapon again, raising a second roar from the army.

"No mercy!" He brought his free arm up in an arc, jabbing his finger at the city and with woops and cries of battle, the hoard of Orcs descended on Chorrol.

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"We're so fucked." Muttered an archer, his bow shaking violently as his hands trembled from the insane amount of fear and adrenaline coursing through his body.

"Quick- send men to reinforce the gate!" Ordered the Captain, who was already halfway there himself. "Get the lieutenant!  Have him man the walls!  All of you-" He motioned to the group, "On me!  If you want to live, we have to hold the gates!  If the gates are breached, fall back to the barricades!  If the Orcs get a foot hold in the city, then you can kiss your life good-bye!"