Author's Note
Everyone has been giving me reviews that this story has no plot, well, if
you have not figured it out yet. There is no plot. This is just a simple
game that you would play on battle net on the lost temple map. There are
no plots for those types of games. This is not a campaign mission. So if
you like that, then continue reading. If you don't, oh well.
End Author's Note
Chapter 3
I knew we were close enough, that we could reach the base in time, however, we would not have much time beyond that. As we ran, another huntress reported that her sentry had seen the group advancing even closer upon our base. We arrived at our base to find that another Ancient Protector had sprouted to provide us with more defenses for our base. We readied ourselves by our moonwells for easy access to healing.
As we prepared ourselves, I noticed that sweat was starting to form on my brow. I brushed it away, as we saw the orcs charging towards us. At the lead were these bullish looking creatures carrying massive logs. They were accompanied with grunts, and the grunts that rode upon the wolves. Trolls, both witchdoctors and headhunters, closely followed them. They were also followed by shamanistic figures. They screeched and howled with all of their might, that anyone but us great ones would have been terrified.
"IN THE NAME OF ELUNE" Our huntresses and druids of the claw charged into combat, as I aided them with 4 treants. A druid let out a massive roar, encouraging our troops. I conjured up a magic blast, and threw it at a raider. The blast hit him in the side, knocking him off of his wolf. All of a sudden my body shook. I was being electrocuted! I looked at where it was coming from to see the far seer glaring me down; he had a sly grin on his face. I felt a presence among me. I jumped to the right as a wolf lunged out of nowhere beside me. I felt another wolf, but it was to late. The wolf leaped out and latched onto my arm. I threw the wolf off of my arm with all of my might. Two dryads noticed my plight and said an enchantment to abolish the wolves. I looked back to thank them, and I saw that our ranks were falling back, even with our ancient protectors. Our moonwells were completely depleted and our warriors were getting fatigued. I looked back to where the far seer should have been, but he was not there. I ran over to support our troops. I called forth 4 more treants. I fought on the front lines with the bears. They called upon the forces of nature to speed up my natural healing power.
We were fighting with all of our might, but they matched us blow for blow. You could see in their eyes, that victory for their race was more important then their lives. They would die to give honor to their brethren. It was then I realized, that we needed to turn the tides in our favor now, or their pride and strength would overcome us. "Goddess save us!" The goddess had heard my blessing. The surroundings around us grew lighter. Everyone discovered a new found fire to fight, their wounds healed, their spirits were replenished. Everyone gave it all they had, the druids of talon casted cyclones on many of the orcs, hurling them in the air. The druids of the claw transformed into massive bears. Their furs that they wore became a real fur coat, their fingernails turned into claws. Their arms turned into front legs. They were ferocious beasts indeed. With our newfound energy we pushed the orcs back. They were falling back, their fighting skills faltered, their hero nowhere in sight; they could do nothing but run. However, they had attacked the mighty night elves, escape would not be that easy. The druids of talon threw cyclones at the troops as fast as they could, while nature helped me by entangling one of the bullish looking creatures. Mercy was not one of the night elf's weaknesses. As soon as the cyclones dissipated the poor orcs were effortlessly slaughtered.
"Keeper, perhaps now would be a good time to attack?" I looked at the priestess. "You are very wise Priestess, rally the troops and send out a scout to their base. As soon as we are ready, we shall attack. They orcs shall forever fear the name of the night elves!"
you like that, then continue reading. If you don't, oh well.
End Author's Note
Chapter 3
I knew we were close enough, that we could reach the base in time, however, we would not have much time beyond that. As we ran, another huntress reported that her sentry had seen the group advancing even closer upon our base. We arrived at our base to find that another Ancient Protector had sprouted to provide us with more defenses for our base. We readied ourselves by our moonwells for easy access to healing.
As we prepared ourselves, I noticed that sweat was starting to form on my brow. I brushed it away, as we saw the orcs charging towards us. At the lead were these bullish looking creatures carrying massive logs. They were accompanied with grunts, and the grunts that rode upon the wolves. Trolls, both witchdoctors and headhunters, closely followed them. They were also followed by shamanistic figures. They screeched and howled with all of their might, that anyone but us great ones would have been terrified.
"IN THE NAME OF ELUNE" Our huntresses and druids of the claw charged into combat, as I aided them with 4 treants. A druid let out a massive roar, encouraging our troops. I conjured up a magic blast, and threw it at a raider. The blast hit him in the side, knocking him off of his wolf. All of a sudden my body shook. I was being electrocuted! I looked at where it was coming from to see the far seer glaring me down; he had a sly grin on his face. I felt a presence among me. I jumped to the right as a wolf lunged out of nowhere beside me. I felt another wolf, but it was to late. The wolf leaped out and latched onto my arm. I threw the wolf off of my arm with all of my might. Two dryads noticed my plight and said an enchantment to abolish the wolves. I looked back to thank them, and I saw that our ranks were falling back, even with our ancient protectors. Our moonwells were completely depleted and our warriors were getting fatigued. I looked back to where the far seer should have been, but he was not there. I ran over to support our troops. I called forth 4 more treants. I fought on the front lines with the bears. They called upon the forces of nature to speed up my natural healing power.
We were fighting with all of our might, but they matched us blow for blow. You could see in their eyes, that victory for their race was more important then their lives. They would die to give honor to their brethren. It was then I realized, that we needed to turn the tides in our favor now, or their pride and strength would overcome us. "Goddess save us!" The goddess had heard my blessing. The surroundings around us grew lighter. Everyone discovered a new found fire to fight, their wounds healed, their spirits were replenished. Everyone gave it all they had, the druids of talon casted cyclones on many of the orcs, hurling them in the air. The druids of the claw transformed into massive bears. Their furs that they wore became a real fur coat, their fingernails turned into claws. Their arms turned into front legs. They were ferocious beasts indeed. With our newfound energy we pushed the orcs back. They were falling back, their fighting skills faltered, their hero nowhere in sight; they could do nothing but run. However, they had attacked the mighty night elves, escape would not be that easy. The druids of talon threw cyclones at the troops as fast as they could, while nature helped me by entangling one of the bullish looking creatures. Mercy was not one of the night elf's weaknesses. As soon as the cyclones dissipated the poor orcs were effortlessly slaughtered.
"Keeper, perhaps now would be a good time to attack?" I looked at the priestess. "You are very wise Priestess, rally the troops and send out a scout to their base. As soon as we are ready, we shall attack. They orcs shall forever fear the name of the night elves!"