Spring break has started!
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That's all i wanted to say really...
Um...
Yeah...
Chapter 3, Part 1.
Riding down the hill, the group headed full speed towards the front gate down the dirt trail they had taken. They started to take notice of all the siege works that had been laid out, like the battle had been going on for weeks. The air around them grew thick with the stench of blood and smoke, And the sky became obscured with black clouds and fireballs launched from catapults and trebuchets.
It was clear that the city was being attacked from all sides, the invading force just didn't make a move to actually invade them.
Well...not until now.
It didn't take long for them to take sight of the invaders, as well as a battering ram making their way towards the front gate.
Haymaker's voice became infused with rage. "Warborn!" The name shook the group to their souls as they gazed at the green and white shields that the Vikings carried, as well as the ones that decorated the ram. The Warborn Clans. Ashfeld's most prominent Viking threat. These Vikings have raided and wared with the Knights of Ashfeld sense the ever so famous cataclysm that brought the three factions together in the first place. After Apollyon's "lesson", the Warborn only grew more aggressive. With the fall of the Blackstone legion however, the Warborn grew with power, power that threatened Ashfeld far too many times.
Valencia however, noticed something else.
"Not just the Warborn, I guess they brought friends as well." True to his words, crimson shields also littered the ram. When everyone saw this, they became more than confused. Paragon spoke the minds of everyone.
"Who are these heathens?"
Haymaker just blankly looked forward as her comrades started to discuss the unknown Viking clan that accompanied the Warborn. She was right along, and she hated it. A familiar feeling of dread came upon her as she took in a shaky breath, staring at the Vikings that carried the shields she seemed to know off. One person who noticed however was Titanium.
"Hey, you good?" asked the young knight in a worried tone. "If somethings up you can tell us." Haymaker, now being brought out of her blank state, immediately masked her voice in the usual flirtatious manner she used with the Turcopolier.
"Oh isn't it just like you to be worried about others!" Cooed the Berserker. "I'm surprised that someone didn't snatch you up already! Girls like a thoughtful man ya know." Titanium paled at her word choice. "Snatch me up?! Its not like I'm some child!" said the Turcopolier. "Besides, I'm not old enough to marry!" Haymaker looked at the knight with a stare likewise to a fox would a chicken. "By Viking standards you are." While Titanium began to count his lucky stars that he wasn't born a Viking, Cain started giving orders.
"Ride past them! Get to the gate before they notice us!" barked the Marshal. With those orders in mind, everyone urged their horses onward.
Passing the Vikings from a safe distance, the group finally reached the gate. Paragon sighed.
"I don't suppose their going to open the gate just for little old us..." Draven shook his head. "Of course they won't. They probably don't want to risk the gate getting stuck while letting us in, whatever the chance of that happening is..." Titanium dismounted the horse he was on. "Then I guess we're the first line of defense!" Cain glanced around. "It appears that way. Dismount!" With those new orders, everyone got off the horses.
Just then a war horn sounded and a draw-bridge at the side of the wall fell, Soldiers wearing the red and white of the Templar legion spilled outwards crying out for battle. Among the legionnaires was a Conqueror and a Warden. They both stood in front of the group as the army assumed formation in front of the gate.
"Took you guys long enough!" said the Conqueror in a more then cocky tone. "And here I thought I'd have to kill them all myself!" The Warden glanced to the Conqueror and back to the group. "I think he means I would kill them all."
"Its good to see you too Royal. Malice." smirked Cain as he addressed the Conqueror, then nodded to the Warden.
Royal Man-at-arms: A Conqueror that use to be apart of the Iron legion, but switched to the Templars after seeing a better chance for glory. He has a lot of pride and a cocky attitude, surprisingly more than a Centurion would. His armor consists of a Somber Exodus helm, Medion chest, and dominator arms. He as a King of Death crown ornament and gold material. His flail and shield are a Demetra set and he sports the bleeding color scheme. His left shoulder has the Skull 2 symbol while his right has the Skull 1. His standards has the Death embossing.
Squire Malice: Just as his name suggests, this dude is VERY malicious. The only thing he loves more then an apple-pie, is making his enemies suffer. He is very blunt with his violent statements and doesn't feel bad when he ends up creeping someone out. His armor consists of a Horse Lord helm, Lord of the Manor arms, and a Jasper chest. He has a Ridged ornament and black iron material. His sword is made up of an Endora blade, Howard hilt, and a Galford guard. He sports the knight attack color scheme and every part of his armor has a cross customization.
Valencia looked back towards the Viking hoard. "I'd hate to spoil the reunion, but it seems like our adversaries are preparing to attack." Looking to the Vikings, the Templars noticed that the invaders had started to make a lot of noise. The northern warriors were banging their swords and axes against their shields, and spears against the ground. They chanted in Icelandic as they started banging faster, until it finally reached its peak. Razing their weapons into the air, the invaders let out a cheer as a fireball went flying into the wall, throwing debris onto the Knights below.
Most of the Templars were ok, but some ended up being crushed by the stones that fell from their very own walls. Cain, being the Marshal and thus the highest rank of the little defending force, made an executive decision.
"MAKE THEM PAY FOR EVER COMING HERE! CHARGE!"
With a loud battle-cry coming from the Templars, they charge forward, meeting their enemy in what would be the beginning of a long battle.
To be continued...
I have decided to cut this chapter into multiple parts. Hopefully this will make it easier on me.
Sorry I didn't put more in this one guys, I don't want to keep you guys waiting.
Anyway, leave a review telling me what you think! Or if you simply have comments! They do help.
Later!