Chap II
The ringing of the fort bell woke Devist from his deep sleep. Rolling over, trying to ignore the bell, Devist tried to go back to sleep. But abruptly he realized that it was the battle bells that were ringing. He rolled out of his bed and grabbed his weapons in a flash. In less then two minutes he was up on the high tower. "Report!" barked Devist at one of the lookouts. "Its Fort Nihuana sir, there signal fire is up." "Well come on men, were going!" "Yes sir, Ill get the others ready." Said the captain on Devist's left. "Keep the 5th regiment here, just incase it's a fake." "Yes sir."
With that the captain was off down the stairs. Devist followed him down with the few troops that were up with him in the tower. Within five minutes the army was awake, equipped, and marching towards the other fort. It took them fifteen minutes to quickly march the mile and a half. The army stopped while in range of the archers, and they moved to the front.
Devist ordered a volley, and the archers obeyed. Each fired twice, hitting and killing with all but a few arrows. Devist and his men then charged. They broke through the undead army with ease, killing and destroying everything in there path. Devist himself ran up to an abomination, jumped over it and stabbed into its head. He then drew out his sword out of its head, and continued on with the rest of the army. Eventually he came to the leader of the raid, Nightstinger. His huge black, red, and purple body was standing before Devist, flapping his huge wings. Devist caught his breath in his through and attacked. Even with Devist tired from the rest of the battle, Nightstinger was no match for him. Devist quickly broke through his defense, knocking his sword away, which stuck into the ground. Devist made to stab Nightstinger, but he took off to the sky before he could.
Devist continued on with the battle. Before long his army had completely crush the entire army. After a quick clean-up, Devist and his men walked back to there fort.
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"What news of the battle?" "The shade came back around an hour ago and has been debriefed. He says the fort got a signal fire out and another army came to help. Our army was crushed, and Nightstinger barely made out with his life." "Thank you Bastien, tell Nightstinger to come up and see me." "At once my lord." Bastien nodded, bowed and left. Not long after Nightstinger entered, his wings clamped to his side. "So, you fled the battle." "Yes my lord, but I had to, that Devist guy knocked my sword away." "You flew away! You of easily just flew over his head and picked it up!" "I was not thinking my lord; he struck the sword out of my hand, even though he was already tired." "Mmm, such is the strength fabled of Devist, but I did not think it true... You may go, but go with shame none the less." "Yes my lord." "Oh, Bastien?" He shouted after Nightstinger had left. "Yes my lord?" "Tell me when the other shades arrive, we need all the info we can muster." "Yes my lord." With a nod and a bow, Bastien turned and left his master to his thinking.
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"Who is it?" came the voice of the city gate guard from behind a small hole in the gate. "It's me, Devist. I need to speak with the King." "Ah. Ok, come on in." The gate opened slightly and Devist entered. The portcullis in from of him was raised enough for him to walk under it, as were the three behind it. Devist made his way up the winding streets and dozens of gates designed to trap any enemy that made it into the city long enough to be fired upon. Eventually he made it to the top, the Kings fortified palace.
Once inside, Devist had to leave his weapons at the portcullis, and then continue on into the palace. Devist made his way up to the King and knelt down before him. "My Lord." Devist said with his face to the ground." "Rise, Devist. Why have you come?" "Sir, one of the forts was over-run, my army barely made it in time. I think it's high time to search for outside help." "Where Devist? The sea?" "Yes my Lord, the sea." "And what do you expect to find across the sea Devist? I've already told you we can't afford to send out best officer away again!" "Elves my lord," said Devist, ignoring the other comment, "Elves and Orcs. I saw them on my last trip and I'm sure they'll help us once they hear what has come." "You are a fool Devist. Those races do not exist and you know it. If you go, then you are a traitor, and you know what we do to traitors in these lands." "Yes my lord, but I will return before the battle with troops, more troops then you can imagine." "You are still a fool, but I cannot stop you." "Thank you my lord."
Devist bowed and quickly left the city.
***
It took Devist a day and a half to gather eleven knights and ride with them to the dock. Not long after they got there, they set off on the eastern sea.
The ringing of the fort bell woke Devist from his deep sleep. Rolling over, trying to ignore the bell, Devist tried to go back to sleep. But abruptly he realized that it was the battle bells that were ringing. He rolled out of his bed and grabbed his weapons in a flash. In less then two minutes he was up on the high tower. "Report!" barked Devist at one of the lookouts. "Its Fort Nihuana sir, there signal fire is up." "Well come on men, were going!" "Yes sir, Ill get the others ready." Said the captain on Devist's left. "Keep the 5th regiment here, just incase it's a fake." "Yes sir."
With that the captain was off down the stairs. Devist followed him down with the few troops that were up with him in the tower. Within five minutes the army was awake, equipped, and marching towards the other fort. It took them fifteen minutes to quickly march the mile and a half. The army stopped while in range of the archers, and they moved to the front.
Devist ordered a volley, and the archers obeyed. Each fired twice, hitting and killing with all but a few arrows. Devist and his men then charged. They broke through the undead army with ease, killing and destroying everything in there path. Devist himself ran up to an abomination, jumped over it and stabbed into its head. He then drew out his sword out of its head, and continued on with the rest of the army. Eventually he came to the leader of the raid, Nightstinger. His huge black, red, and purple body was standing before Devist, flapping his huge wings. Devist caught his breath in his through and attacked. Even with Devist tired from the rest of the battle, Nightstinger was no match for him. Devist quickly broke through his defense, knocking his sword away, which stuck into the ground. Devist made to stab Nightstinger, but he took off to the sky before he could.
Devist continued on with the battle. Before long his army had completely crush the entire army. After a quick clean-up, Devist and his men walked back to there fort.
***
"What news of the battle?" "The shade came back around an hour ago and has been debriefed. He says the fort got a signal fire out and another army came to help. Our army was crushed, and Nightstinger barely made out with his life." "Thank you Bastien, tell Nightstinger to come up and see me." "At once my lord." Bastien nodded, bowed and left. Not long after Nightstinger entered, his wings clamped to his side. "So, you fled the battle." "Yes my lord, but I had to, that Devist guy knocked my sword away." "You flew away! You of easily just flew over his head and picked it up!" "I was not thinking my lord; he struck the sword out of my hand, even though he was already tired." "Mmm, such is the strength fabled of Devist, but I did not think it true... You may go, but go with shame none the less." "Yes my lord." "Oh, Bastien?" He shouted after Nightstinger had left. "Yes my lord?" "Tell me when the other shades arrive, we need all the info we can muster." "Yes my lord." With a nod and a bow, Bastien turned and left his master to his thinking.
***
"Who is it?" came the voice of the city gate guard from behind a small hole in the gate. "It's me, Devist. I need to speak with the King." "Ah. Ok, come on in." The gate opened slightly and Devist entered. The portcullis in from of him was raised enough for him to walk under it, as were the three behind it. Devist made his way up the winding streets and dozens of gates designed to trap any enemy that made it into the city long enough to be fired upon. Eventually he made it to the top, the Kings fortified palace.
Once inside, Devist had to leave his weapons at the portcullis, and then continue on into the palace. Devist made his way up to the King and knelt down before him. "My Lord." Devist said with his face to the ground." "Rise, Devist. Why have you come?" "Sir, one of the forts was over-run, my army barely made it in time. I think it's high time to search for outside help." "Where Devist? The sea?" "Yes my Lord, the sea." "And what do you expect to find across the sea Devist? I've already told you we can't afford to send out best officer away again!" "Elves my lord," said Devist, ignoring the other comment, "Elves and Orcs. I saw them on my last trip and I'm sure they'll help us once they hear what has come." "You are a fool Devist. Those races do not exist and you know it. If you go, then you are a traitor, and you know what we do to traitors in these lands." "Yes my lord, but I will return before the battle with troops, more troops then you can imagine." "You are still a fool, but I cannot stop you." "Thank you my lord."
Devist bowed and quickly left the city.
***
It took Devist a day and a half to gather eleven knights and ride with them to the dock. Not long after they got there, they set off on the eastern sea.