The Battle of Rin

This story is based on the game Guild Wars

As I walked along the barricaded wall of Rin, the capital of the great nation of Ascalon, I spotted the expected charr war band, whose predominant goal was to strike the final blow on the city. All Rin could do was brace itself for the unanimous outcome and take as many of the beasts with them as possible. Hope was long lost.

I was quickly shocked to hear the chant of "Rurik, Rurik, Rurik".

I turned to face where the commotion was coming from. The Prince of Ascalon, the fearless Rurik, and his fellowship were standing atop of horn hill.

"People of Rin" Rurik started, "This may be the finest hour all of Ascalon has ever seen. I don't say this lightly for I have brought Rin the great weapon, Stormcaller."

I conjured to my face what could arguably be classified as a smile. Who else but Rurik would be able to bring the nation hope.

"Derik" Mhenlo addressed me, "lead your men to the gates. There we shall make our stand."

"But Mhenlo, my men will be quickly over come"

"Ahh, Derik, your forgetting we have the power of Stormcaller. The Charr will barely be able to lift there heads up."

With a simple salute I positioned my troops.