Rune Seaker 3: Rise to Kings

[Van Dossel]

Salin took a drink fron his flask of blood as the commanding officers disgusted the attack, "So its clear? Claire will send in a wave of fire ants to take out whatever surprises they have at the main gate. Then Zaught, Ichabod and me will lead in a momentous wave of foot soldiers followed by Atias and Splitjaw leading in support, like casters, healers, archers, etc. After we capture the first segment Claire will return with a regiment of ant lions supported by a column of buggers and a couple of beetles. While the first regiment lead by my team pulls out switches with reserves and rest the Collective team will procced to take the first flight before we switch yet again." The other commanders nodded understanding the plan.

It took an hour of moving forces around to prepare for the next assult. Salin went to retrieve Claire and found her with Atias. No words were needed to know that it was time for the battle. Claire and Atias gathered up there stuff before heading out of the tent.

A hundred fire ants swarmed in using mini waves of ten or 15 as the sentry guns opened up.  

[Joa-Boo]

A sudden crackling sound overtook the hall. As hundreds of fire ants swarmed the auto firing torrents tore into action. As soon as the fire ants, due to so large numbers, reached a certain point in the hall the walls crushed inward and ended the bit that made it through. It happened with such fierce speed that the Omega Alliance members watching from the hall floor where almost unsure of what just happen.

“That’s our que men. The just gong has been struck and we don’t set our weapons down until the fat lady sings.” The Knight said pumping his large axe against his shield in a rush of energy and fortifying in a heavy defensive stance. The warriors around him did the same but they faltered as the heat of the flames licked up around them. The explosions form the fire ant’s finally reached far enough to catch a hold of one of the brawlers and they fell to the ground in pain. Their left leg cut open with a gash of fragile flesh as the fire consumed parts of them. His screams where loud and taunted the rest of the Omega awaiting the fight to come.

“Quickly, put him out, put him out.” One of the White mages called sending a wave of healing spells to calm the disoriented soldier. He clamed just as another wave of fire ants swarmed yet again into the hall. Just like last time they met a quick fate served by the auto firing torrents and burst the surrounding area into ghastly flames. The unstable soldiers began to back up in fear of meeting the same fate as the first.

“You fools, hold your ground or we will all perish. There is no cup saved for those who flee.” the Knight called back as some began to turn to run. Just as they did the walls behind them triggered as did the ones for the fire ants and crushed them to a pulp within the blink of an eye. They where gone.

“Ahh Christ, you always have to do everything alone.” The Knight commented. It was only him, 4 soldiers left and the four mages. The rest of the units laid deeper within the halls of the first layer. “Come and get it you slum bats. I will rip your flesh from the bodies that inhabit them.” the Knight roared with a heavy yell.  

[Van Dossel]

Salin roared with the hunger of blood as he jumped through the doorway bear his raiper. Behind him a hundred foot soldiers returned his roar shaking the hall throug their might. Crane and Zaught where next through the door way as Salin controrted his body around the rubble towards the Omega Alliance soldiers. The knights braced their shields as Salin pointlessly slammed against the one with the axes shield.

The knight pushed back as Salin hit knocking him back 5 feet, these knights where stronger then the one Salin had found on the plains. The knights broke their brace as Zaught and Crane joined Salin. Footsoldiers flew past the 6 as they stared each other down forgetting the petty lesser soldiers. Zaught spun his duel swords around as Crane rested his raiper on his shoulder. The three knights glared with eyes full of hate at the three men.

"You fools of the dark hand shall be crushed by the might of Lady Talim and the Omega alliance!" The axe weilding knight said, apperently with senior rank.

"Fools your heads shall look great in my collection." Crane said is a emotionless monotone voice. The axe wielding knight flourished his axe and Crane swung as he did their blows ingniting the power keg tension between them. Zaught spun around with both arms out towards a sword wielding knigth but was parried as well. Salin swung down veritcally but the knight easily swung his blade out and couners with a slash to his chest. He managed to jump bck in time so it merely scraped the paint of his chest piece. The axe wielding knight broke his parry and swung again to no change. Zaught danced around his knight who could hardly keep up with the elegant dance of blades that Zaught could surprisingly do in the tight quarters of the hallway.

Salin and his knight parried a few blows before Salin was slammed against the wall of the hall and pounded on his back by his sheild. Salin screamed as he felt the back of his head pound against the wall. Without having a doctor look at it Salin knew that the pounding had cracked his skull and if he hadn't been a vampire he would have died. Suddenly the pressure of the shield was gone and Salin flipped around to see Zaught parrying the blows of two knights with beads of sweat rolling down his face. Salin growled and swung once more at his knight causing him to disengage and fight Salin again. Salin kept back as he did not want to have to get saved by Zaught again. He looked forward to see Crane and his knight in a ferious duel of blow of blow of clashing axe on sword.

Soon Salin was able to turn the tide of his fight a little as he started to land fruitless blows against the knight's chest piece. A blast of heat washed across Salin's face as Crane threw a flamming blast in the shape of a pumpkin across the shield of his knight. The knight ingored the fire and slashed up into the chest of Crane. More fire was emitted from the wound that quickly healed up. Zaught was staring to tire his knight as he kept dancing around send tap after tap against his bulky armor. The knight had to keep spinning and spinning to avoid having Zaught tear into his back and it was starting to take effect on the aging knight.  

[Joa-Boo]

The Knights pulled together back to the middle of the small area they could work with. They brought themselves into a triangular formation as they all faced the outside. There was only about 20 feet in length of space before you got to the trap walls on either side. Once in the middle and formed up the three knights crouched and pulled their shields around to block out everything from all angles. They made an egg of pure protection.

For a second it was quiet, even with the constant flow and death of oncoming Dark Hand soldiers and Collective. At the same time both wall closed for a few seconds and when they opened you and the three knights where completely somewhere different. This room was covered with weapons and dead bodies. The armor of fallen men before laid littered along the floor and some walls where torn to pieces. There was another pause and then all at the same time machine gun torrents spun around from out of the ceiling and began a nonstop rapid fire at you and your two heroes.


Back at the original hall, the main entrance, the Dark hand continued persistently with a flow of men. The two working torrents where for a second being reloaded for another mass wave of killing just as a group of Omega soldiers met to meet the advancement. Their swords drawn and ready they fronted the oncoming front lines. The fight became hot with the mass amount of Dark Hand and collective moving in and the Omega where easily overtaken. That is until the torrents where finally reloaded and restarted their bloodlust of bullets through the wall.

“That’s it, that’s all I can take. I’m sick of this. Move out of the Dark Hand. This is how the billions do it.” Clare bust out with a yell as she summoned and swarm of buggers. The thousands of flying ant lions tore in front of her as she gracefully and untouched walked down the hall. All of the torrents fire was focused on the endless supply of buggers and everything else ran by free. As she reached the first wall she called up four beetles to hold the wall back and stop it from contracting on the lines and she did the same for the second set of wall that slammed shut.

“Now where did those men, those cowards, they should be fighting.” Clare added loudly as she searched back and forth. The three where no where to be found. Then with a powerful punch through the air, a massive spiny thorn shot from Clare and struck right through one of the torrents. With one down the rest easily made it through and engaged battle with the defensive soldiers.  

[Joa-Boo]

The Omega Alliance held their ground within the halls. The Dark hand was able to push them back past the 1st hall and around a corner to the second. There was a small straight way of hall and then it broke into a larger room with balconies and a visible second floor. As the Dark hand took the 1st hall they secured their area by moving everything they could in and trying to keep it organized because of the thin walkway.

The Omega Alliance, from their sides of the front they where poring in from the next hall and bunching up in the larger room. Finally Tantlus became visible behind the front lines, ordering his men into action and strategically moving them in ways to hold the defense. He had them hyponitrite into the hall and strand bent in a straight lines with shields up and out, following the very strict yet efficient Spartan wall of spears. He succeeded in plotting the formation and their yet again was another stand still. Wave after wave of Dark Hand members where being slaughtered.

“Pull them back, hold your attacks men. We can’t afford to continue losing men at this rate. Switch ends” Atias yelled from behind lines. At his command, in a quick and effective way, the front bent backward as a solid wall of Gorgan gunners dropped our in front and loaded. Then at Atias’s next call they fired. A roar of guns cut through the halls of Roderick. The bullets met their marks and the front lines of the Omega took great casualties.

“Pull back, let them feel the tear of the goliath cannon. Get out of their men.” Tantlus said as another c**k of the rifles came from the Gorgan line. They let lose another lawn mower of bullets, taking out the stragglers, but once they parted a most fearful sight unleashed. Sitting in the middle of the large room was a huge, massive, BFG if there ever was one. The Goliath cannon made a heavy charging sound for about a few seconds and then a cut into the dimension shattered the hearing of everyone witnessing. It was as though the very atomic structure of the molecules holding in the air where melting just split seconds before the main heat of this straight beam of bright light over took everything in it’s way. All the things in the hall where dead.

“She’s down, get her out of there, we can’t afford to lose it.” A scientist for the Omega called out latching the gun to the ground and, along with a few other scientist repairing what was torn up. The walls in front of the larger room closed and once they opened everything that was just previously in that room was gone.

Everything was quiet for a second as the many wounded Dark Hand attempted to collect themselves. It was bloody and dark. Dust clogged the halls and everyone was coughing. The walls of the hall where torn up due to the beam.

“What the F___ was that. Wha…..ched happened.” Atias groaned as he got up from the ground behind his safe spot.

“I don’t know but the Omega are gone. We need to take that larger room before they come back.” Clare said in her special way as too encourage everyone listening. Her words boosted the living and the ran forward to take the room. Once they got there they could hear the Omega soldiers chanting and running down the other halls that led to the room.  

[Van Dossel]

The turrets opened up in front of the knights sending splinters of wood in every direction as they chased the three DH heros into cover. The endless sound of clinging of bullets richoceting off of various metal armor and weapons pinned the three down.

"Oh just great!" Salin yelled slamming his fist into a piece of plate next to him.

"We need to take those turrets out!" Zaught said drawing 5 throwing knives.

"And how do you suggest that?" Salin said as a bullet graced his shoulder causing him to curse.

Crane was the one to respond, "Simple wait for the reload and hit them hard. Salin Jump into the three knights and use them as shields while me and Zaught take out those turrets."

"Are you crazy I have a broken skull already from ONE of them and you want me to jump in the middle of THREE!"

"Stop being a baby Salin!'' Zaught said as the guns stopped to reload, "No more time! Now Sir Crane!" HE leapt up and threw knives into the closest turret hitting its motor cords causing it to be unable to move from its location. Crane stood up and threw a flaming pumpkin into the the disabled turret setting it on fire. After a couple of seconds the fire spread to the ammo compartment and a small explosion blew it off the ceiling spreading bullets randomly around the room. The knights stood as the bullets merely dented their armor as they advanced on the trio.

They were on top of the three now and forced them out of cover. "Dammit Salin you have doomed us!" Zaught yelled as he picked up a scimatar from a pile of swords and started parry a blow from the knight when bullets forced him to dodge into the knights blade slicing down his arm. Crane was silent as he grabbed a gaint war axe and swung around the knight going after him. He ran forward and jumped in the air as bullets traced the bottom of his boots. As he flew through the air he raised his axe high in the air and brought it down spliting another turret in half.


Salin dodged bullets and swords left and right as two of the knights ganged up on him. "You know this isn't very honorable for a knight! Ganging up on one person with machine guns on your back!" Salin yelled as he barely dodged another blade swing. With the fury of the knights and the endless stream of bullets Salin had no oppertunity to fight back, merely dodge.

"Worthless scum like the Dark Hand fight with no honor so why should we return the favor." Said one of the knights as caught Salin's arm as he tried to swng around him. Lifting him into the air with only his one hand he tossed Salin into a pile of daggers. The force of the blow sent the daggers deep into Salin's back.

"Awwww!" Salin shrieked as pain pulsed throw his body. He laid on the pile before realising that the stream of bullets was moving up towards him. "s**t!" he groaned as he rolled across the daggers into cover to avoid the bullets.

Zaught and his knight danced between parrying each other blows. Zaught dropped his scimtar and grabbed a double bladed sword form the ground. He swung around one of the knights blows and swiped his sword from his hands. The sword crashed on the ground away's from them and the knight merely used his gauntlets to block Zaughts blows. Zaught brought a vertical slash coming up with both ends of his blade. The Knight used the bottom of his gauntets ot block, exactly what Zaught had anticpated. Zaught exerceted more force taht he had toned down so as a trump card. The blade entered the knights gauntlets and Zaught flipped him onto his back at the cost of his sword. Zaught spun around and grabbed a ramdom short spear from the pile of weapons to his side. He sent a stabb down to the knight but the knight used the sword embedded in his gauntlets to block and spin Zaught off to the side. The blow had pressed the blade into the underarms of the knight. The knight put a part of a stone pillar inbetween his arms and ripped out the blade with a howl of pain.

"You ready to yeild yet knight?" Zaught taunted as he twirled his short spear around and dropped into his signature preadtory stance.

"Yeild to a Dark Hand fiend? Never" The knights grabbed a fail off the pile of weapons and turned to fight Zaught.

One of the knights chasing Salin doubled back to stop Crane from destorying all of the turrets they had. By the time he got there Crane had already destoryed half of them. Crane felt his angelic auroa apporaching and turned with his battle axe in one hand and a flaming pumpkin in the other. He threw the pumpkin at the knight as the knight rushed him, it merely forced him to use his shield to cover his vital parts but it gave Crane the chance to move out of the way of the bull rush and counter with a devastating blow to his side tearing open the plate armor. The knight howled in pain as Crane tried to ripp the axe out but broke it off inside him. Tossing the useless handle aside he grabbed a shody made short sword from a piled, unfortunatly it was not in time to block a stabb from the enraged knight.

The blow went straight through Crane's stomach and sent him to his knees, fire bursting from the wound as a demonic screech was bellowed from Crane's pumpkin lips. Laughing the knight drew his dagger and went to put it up against Crane's throat. Resting it on the bottom of the pumpkin helmet he said, "Now die demon and rot in the hell you have forged!"

Laughing as well Crane responded, "I will see you there knight!" The knight pulled the blade through the pumpkin and ripped it off at the same time. The apperently lifeless body fell to the ground and the knight stood up and turned to leave. Suddenly the knight felt a wetness on his torso, more then the sweat he had persperated. He looked down to see a rusty blade covered in blood eminating from his chest plate. As blood gorgurled from his mouth he turned to see the headless body of Crane standing there, "That wasn't my head fool, now you will face the fiends you called gods in your so called judgment. May they have more mercy on you than I did." As the let go of the knights dead body he spawned to flaming pumpkins and threw them into the last two turrets causing both to explode into a firey mess.

Now that his the turrets were down Crane turned back to the dead knight as his feet and ripped off his helmet. Angelic long blonde hair flowed in waves from the youthful looking man's face. Crane sawed the man's head off with the same dagger used to destory his, an eye for an eye. Crane rested the bloody head on his shoulders as he grabbed the steel sword of the knight and slide it into his sheath.

Salin laid on the ground bleeding as the third knight appoarched him, he might have been crazy but he didn't hear the sound of the bullets coming toward him, but that was probably because the knight was so close. The knight stood above Salin and beckoned him to rise or be slain where he laid.

Salin gave a short laugh, "not that again! s**t I don't hear Lord Joa Boo this time though!" Salin laughed weakly as he took a sip from his flask of blood. The knight stood patiently waiting for him to rise, this would be an honorable duel.

Salin used all of his strength to get up and stumbled as he held out a dagger in front of him. "This will be pathetic but you will atleast die honorably."

Salin laughed again as he regurated the blood he had just drank, "It seem I must pull out my personal trump card early on." The knight looked at Salin in confusion, what trump card could this near dead again vamp have inside of his armory. Salin looked through the slits of the knights visor and engaged a hypnotic stare the put the knight to sleep. Stumbling over to the sleeping knight he pressed gently removed the knights helmet and pressed his blade against his throat, "You are truly fools! You should have slain me on the ground. You have honor, it is a crutch I do not share!" He pulled the blade as blood split onto the dusty ground of the armory. Salin feel to the ground out of strength and started sucking blood as it spilled towards him. What luck, Salin thought as he didn't have to move to get his meal.

Zaught walked over and laughed as he saw his friend drinking the blood as he was, "There are daggers in your back Salin."

Salin glared up at the elf, "I know some of us arn't weapons masters" They both laughed as Salin spotted the face of another knight sneaking up on Zaught, "Zaught behind you quick!" he yelled in painc.

Zaught spun around with a sword slash that was caught in the hand of Crane, "Stay your blade Master Zaught tis only me Sir Crane." Zaught and Salin's jaws where both dropped as they saw their friend barbaricly displaying his trophy upon his own shoulders.  

[Joa-Boo]

The fierce battle had it's winners, and just as though the walls where conditioned to change after the winners where selected, they did so. The walls around closed closer and then, as they opened, you where back again in the 1st hall near the forward pushing Dark Hand members  

[Van Dossel]

Salin collasped onto the ground as Claire appoarched the three, "what happened!" she yelled as she rushed to his side.

Zaught knelt down and pulled her up, "Inguries from the fight with their elite knights. We got em but Salin got roughed up. Don't worry he will be back before the battle is done. Now let me him and crane rest while Atias takes this flight," he laughed.

Suddenly a messenger came up panting, "sirs a giant cannon just eliminatie two enitre regiments and vanished with all the Omega forces. We took their room but...."

Salin awakened by this yells, "Atias you fool!!!!!! Crane Zaught! Hurry and counter move once the ambush starts! That dammed idoit..." By this time medics had picked him up and were starting to dragg him back to their lines.

Zaught and Crane looked at one another before rushing towards the soon to be ambush. Just as they got to the connecting hall way the ambush started. The walls busted opened and Omega soldiers poured through the walls into Atias' unwitting attack party. Most of the foot soldiers where slaughtered in seconds as gunners in the walls mowed down the unprepared soldiers. Zaught and Crane's units poured in to reinforec Atias. Zaught jumped into the closest opening and started slashing left and right as more Omega Alliance poured throw. Crane throw a flaming pumpkin into the doorway knocking down all the soldiers in it. He got in their with a squad of black knights and started to slaughter all in it. Atias sat in the middle of the room furious blasting spells left and right into the exposed hallways. Soon his anger was so great he could no longer withstand it.

He ripped off is robes and fell to the floor howling as his skin was ripped apart by his wolf form that thristed for blood. As the shedded in confining human skin he let out a vicous howl and leapt onto the closest Omega soldier and bite into his neck ripping out his juggular. A sword slashed at him but his superior reflexs let him turn and take the man to the ground a second later, and then he mauled his chest open leaving him to bleed to death.

Ten foot soldiers of the Omega surrounded Atias and Atias jumped around and around not letting any get close to him but he knew it was pointless. then thousand's of snakes poured around him and weighed the soldiers to ground as they slowly pecked the eyes, figners, and exsposed flesh of the Omega to death. Splitjaw slithered over to Atias and stared at him, "You are a young reckless fool Atias!" Atias could not look at the old naga and turn and jumped away into a couple of omega soldiers ganging up on a dark hand soldier tearing them aprt.

4 of Salin's advisors where tearing through the assulting Omega as more and more soldiers where hastily pushed into the room on both sides. The only advantage the Dark hand had was they could not fire their cannon while they where locked in combat with their own soldiers.  

[Salfos Iga Ninja Assassin]

Salfos and his group walked up to the wall where they entered. putting exciting looks on their face and getting some of the photos out to amaze at.

"hey there guys!!! nice land you got here. with some beautiful dragons. should make a resort here lol. make money. we got what we need. those others disappeared in a light after telling us that the gate was here so we will be going. thank you for lettings us see everything."

with that they all bowed and began to head out the door.  

[Van Dossel]

The sound of chains echoed through the dark damp hallways of the dungeon as the Dark Hand grunts slammed men against the wall and strapped chains around them. Soon the sound of chains was covered by the harrowing shrill screams of the girls in the guard’s quarter, ungodly things where done to them there that none of the strapped men wished to know about. Guards laughed as they locked the door to the cell of the latest prisoners. Cart after cart of potential conspirators where being gathered up by ruthless Seekers and dragged to the dungeon for no crime other than being cable of revolt. No evidence needed for a Seeker to sentence you, just his call was enough. That was how the 60 young men at the dungeon on the outskirts of the town Avino.

Veric squirmed in his chains as the sound of the door opening awoke him from his awkward slumber. “Looky looky mate we gots ourselves once of those Vapard fellas ‘ere. Never beat Vapard fella before! What about you mate?” The smells of alcohol flooded the room as the guards entered.

“Nah mate I ain’t ever beat me no Vapard!” Another voice said. Veric cringed and closed his eyes as he felt the sting of the whip on his back tearing his dirt covered cloth shirt. The guards laughed as one of them stroke again, this time it tore into the scales on Veric’s back. Veric let out a cry as a stinging pain riveted throughout his body. As if encouraged by Veric’s pain the guard quickly jerked the whip back and shot it forward again. “This is fun mate yall outa try this!” the guard laughed.

Veric braced his back for the new guard to start whipping his back, and then a gurgling noise resonated throughout the room. Immediately he thought that someone had slit his throat and it was his own throat that was making the noise but he didn’t feel anything. The first guard started screaming and then shortly followed by the sound of metal being drawn and then finally a thump on the floor.

A cold pair of hands grabbed Veric by the neck and he thought it was his end once more, but to his surprise the hands held the key to his chains and he was soon freed of his bonds. Veric turned around to see a cloaked figure almost gliding over to the other dumbstruck prisoners in his cell and started releasing them. A warm wet sensation washed over Veric’s foot and he looked down to see a pool of blood encompassing his feet. With a shout he jumped back against the wall and fell to the floor, the two guards where lying in a pool of blood with their throats opened. “Well don’t lay there you fool, grab one of their steels and watch the door, I couldn’t silence the second before he screamed,” the cloaked figure said in an angelic voice that soothed Veric’s panic.

Veric grabbed the iron short sword from the pool of blood, it made him want to vomit. The blood covered his fingers and the blade. Meanwhile, the cloaked figure had freed the other four prisoners in the room and turned to see Veric standing in with the bloody sword held out from him. “Obviously the Seeker that threw you in here was an idiot. There’s nothing to fear from you, you’re just a pathetic fool.” The cloaked figure growled, “Well anyway we got to go, there are other prisoners to free.” The figure did not get to say anything else before a guard had popped his head into the cell to join his mates and saw the escape attempt.

“Guards! Break out!” came a shout from the top of his lungs as he drew his sword and charged in the room. The cloaked figure drew its daggers and met the guard head on. He moved with an unrealistic grace turning in fluid motions that resembled water, oppose to the sloppy overexerted movements of the guard. The cloaked figure weaved to the side as the guard stabbed forward; in turn he swiped up close to guards face cutting his face. The guard howled in pain as he swung savagely at the cloaked figure who merely stepped out of the way of each attack with relative ease. The guard started panting as he broke off his fruitless assault. The figure used this moment of opportunity to get in close and gut the guard. He ripped out his blade and let the lifeless body slump to the floor as he turned to talk to the freed prisoners once more. “Well our surprise is over, hopefully my men outside hear the alarm. Okay so those he are fortunate enough to grab weapons feels free to join the fight, those unarmed should get out of here and run into the woods. I have got more to free!”

The figure turned around and left the cell as all the prisoners unsurely waited for something to happen. They didn’t have to wait long before a crashing sound was heard in the distance of the dungeon, men started shouting and the guards who had been running towards the cell stopped confused as to where they where suppose to go. The cloaked figures men had heard the alarm and where storming the dungeon. Grasping the worn cloth covered hilt of his sword Veric knew he had to get his payback against these vicious dogs. While a snarled emanated from his beak Veric charge from the room and into the fray of fighting that had erupted. The cloaked figure had visited other cells before his and other prisoners had begun attacking theirs. Some attacked with stolen weapons or rocks while others just clawed and beat their opponents with their fists. Bellowing a screech Veric raised his sword and swung wildly into the group of men. He flailed about with no real idea what to do. A nearby guard parried one of his blows and the impact nearly knocked Veric over.

Veric had learened to sword fight somewhat during his years, inf fact we was training to become a knight witch is why they threw him in jail in the first place. Veric parried his blow and stabbed the man in the chest killing him. Around him guards one by one died as they where overwhelmed by prisoners..

As they finished slaying all the guards Veric wandered forward searching for either more prisoners or guards to kill. Behind a door came the sound of cry nad Veric kicked it down and rushed in with his steel drawn. Inside was a fairy on the ground crying, she was only covered in a dirty blanket as ar as Veric could tell. Veric hushed her and walked over to scoop her up in his arms, when he tired lifting her he found she was locked down. Veric ran out of the room and grabbed a key from the pile of them that had been looted. He ran back in and let her out of the locks. The girl smiled weakly and stood up on her own and wrapped the blanket around her. "Hi I'm Helvena" She said as she hugged him for releasing her.

"Veric" he said as she embraced him.

(will write more later)  

[Joa-Boo]

((to Salfos))
The guard all exchanged looks of worry and confusion. They had no idea what these people where talking about and one drew his sword. He fluttered down to the ground level in a rush of flapping and stood erected. The guard with the others watched as the three of you came closer.

“so you say you three are just camera people sight seeing, yet you steal from our land. Not just steal but ravage the heart goods of this race.” The guard said coming closer, he turned so all the other could see and gave a nod, they readied their bows and spears. “Don’t you try to lie to me. Any Dragoon could smell Dragon egg on a stranger. How dare you try t steal and lie to us?” He added as he lifted his sword drawn arm to strike

Just then, from out of the powerful forest a smaller Dragon, the water drake, appeared out of the midst with it’s wings flaring and mouth ajar. With a wild cry it snatched up the Dragoon from the ground and ripped him in half. The beast jerked about in the air until it was facing it’s targets once more and made from another dive.

“The Dragon, we must suppress it. Fall out for back up.” The Dragoons on the wall yelled and hurried off for a torch to light and bring in more men to help calm the dragon. The moved frantically until the fire was lit. Slowly but surly a whole chain of torches want up into the air all around the walls.

“There will back up in about 30 minutes. Hold it back for now.”  

[Joa-Boo]

The formations of Omega men finally clamed to what was left of the sure warriors fighting. It was quiet again and the calm would give rise to the Dark hand taking over the center room. The lines of men moved in and secured the area. It was successfully claimed under the Dark Hand.

“What, they have pushed this far. This is an outrage. We must extend a secret attack, take out their rear guard and flank them inside Roderick. They will have no chance but to submit and that will be the end of it.” Tantlus said crashing his fast down on the strategist’s table. The others around him coward in his furry of power.

“Sir, if you may only move you look to our open possibilities, you will come to find a very real plan. Indeed what you ask for can be done. I will lead our very strong and ready cavalry through the hidden walls and we will race down the entrance hall, trampling all that may be within it. This will block everyone inside the larger room and allow us to flank them. We will also need another group on the outside to hold off their forces from giving sure reinforcements.” One of Tantlus’s knights said. He stomped his lance to the ground with a powerful chant. “Glory be to the Omega.”

“If this is so, let it be done and no further talk be made. We will win this men, if only we keep our heads above our shoulders.” Tantlus added turning to the other advisers in the room and repeating the chant.

“I will go as well and provide the cover we need. Our group is strong and will not shake at the earthquake about us.” Mardon added to the discussion and placed his avatar on the strategy table to the entrance of Roderick. “Me and my 12 Knights or the round will stand against any foe!”

All of the strategist nodded in exchange and said a few prayers before breaking out of the room. The Pegasus knights where rounded and mounted for battle. Their heavily armored horse’s with great big wings brushed around in anxiety from the race to come. Mean while Mardon entered the armory and riled up his selected best holy knights for their crusade. Both sides moved out at the ready.


On the Dark Hand side they held the room for about a day until everything was set up. It was now a very defendable base with walls and guards. The room was large and with the enough space, tents where put up to house those who where hurt and house others that needed the rest. This do loads for the morale of the soldiers. They where more ready to move on knowing their was a safe place to fall back too. Supplies where being moved in all the time to help with the efforts as well as plenty of reinforcements. The steady flow made the hall a very key aspect of the Dark Hands hold in Roderick.

Then with a mighty trumpet flare the Omega Alliance Pegasus Knights forced their way out of the hidden room and flooded the hall. Their trampling force overwhelmed everything inside and easily ended the trade route. It was an easy plan and it was put forth with the up most excellence. The Pegasus knights held their ground and turned their fronts toward the barricaded room.

At the same time another vast militia force drove forward from the main lines and targeted the room from the other side, thus making a very successful flank. This drew out the Dark hand force to two sides, splitting them in half.

Then, at the same time as the other two, along with pushing out from the hidden room, Mardon and his squad of Knights made for the front entrance and held out any who tried to assist.  

[Van Dossel]

A guard walked into Salin's private tent outside of the base. Salin looked up fron his cot and stared at the man, "Why do you distrub me?"

"I bring terrible news," the guard stuttered, "The omega have pressed a counter attack..."

"At the front? Ofcourse I would expect no less." Salin said iratated that this guard was brining him obvious information.

"No sir they have a mitlia force, 12 knights and the commander Mardon blocking the entrance. As well as Pegus knights using another secret tunnel to attack the main hall of the fortress. They have effetivily started 3 battles."

Salin shot up from his cot and ran out of the tent, far away in the distance he could see the battle raging outside the entrance of Roderick. He yelled in frustration and broke the table next to him. Attedents where flocking to him trying to calm him down. Finally Claire ran over and was able to stop Salin's raging with a kiss. Salin immediatly calmed down and started to breath heavily, not that he needed to but it was a habit.

"Calm down Salin! We need your stragetic thinking here more than ever!" She said as she broke the kiss and sent the attendents away.

Salin sat on a wooden chair that had survived his rage, "I know I know I know! How many men do you think died because of this!"

Claire walked over and stood behind him and rubbed his neck, "They knew the risk fighting for our lord."

Salin laughed and put his face into his hand, "Them dieing personally isn't what bothers me is I lost atleast 4 regiments in an obivous ambush. Now I will probably lose 6 more and lose 10 hours trying to retake what I already had." He paused, "That's what bothers me, I care more about the number of fighting men I lost oppose to the fact that some of my men where killed."

Claire frowned, "It's your job Salin, its for others to weep for the lost soldiers, you have to look past that and think of the big picture. Thats why your the commander. So what are your orders."

"In truth this was as foolish as a move as the Omega could make. They have exposed a commander and 12 knights in the open air. The pegasus knights have nowhere to go but forward to join them." Salin said standing up and looking at the battlefeild as he stragtic advisors where just now getting to him. Claire stared in horror as she failed to see the bright side to 12 knights, a commander and a unit of Pegasus Knights spliting their army. "Move all forces outside Roderick out of combat and sent up a pickett line! Radio the forces on the inside to pickett off the interior once the Pegasus Knights have exited the entrance hall."

Salin turned to dress for battle when a advisor spoke up, "But sir shouldn't we recapture the field as soon as possible?"

Once again Salin laughed, "No we would lose to many regiments. It the Omega want to take the fight to us out here then we will gladly adbige."

The same advisor spoke up again, "What do you mean sir?"

"Fool inside they have to be expunged like rats but out here in the open they will feel the rain of fire from our artillary. Even a knight cannot stand up to a Gorgun artillary round. We will lock them where they attack and blast the fools off the face of the earth."

Claire smiled loving the plan, "So what am I doing during all this?"

Salin smiled as she already knew, "You will be digging a hole under Roderick and open access to our trapped forces."

(sorry Drew but if the Pegasus Knights are going into the entrance hall then they cant go anywhere but out and I have unused artillary that has been reeling for action. Just so you firmly understand we area encircling the knights and Marlon and blastign them while they are trapped.)  

[Joa-Boo]

((Wait hold on...A good plan, but easily countered. Think about what the Omega are really trying to do. They don't want to retake back their lost land. They just simply want all of you dead. the Knights can pull back into the entrance, like they are.... and once the force inside the base is dead all they will do is pull back and wait for another group for them to slaughter. I do like you idea though.))