Halkiginia: Unclaimed land: Border of Gallia: Human base
Night had already fallen and a meeting was being held within the keep. The people in attendance to this meeting were their Paladin leader Malak The Free, Dwarf Mountain King Aggronar The Mighty, The recently appointed Captain of the guard, Dwarven Chief of Engineering Rifleman, Peasant Leading Supervisor and Head Elven Priest. These six people who surrounded a rectangular table would for now decide on what actions to take and decide upon it with a vote. And more members would be decided to be added or taken away later on. The leading figure pounded his war hammer lightly on the table to gain the attention of everyone whom were discussing various matters of importance.
"Fellow Brother's in arms now that I have your attention may we discuss the matter at hand?" The other five members looked to one another and all looked back to the Paladin. "We are no longer as far to my knowledge in an area near Alliance settlements nor are we in any Horde area's." More members nodded to his words. "Which either leads me to believe we have been transported to a new land that has not been discovered yet. Or" He looked at the people present. "We are in a new realm." There was a silence from each one of them and some looked to the other to see if they would say any words.
"So what." The minute who ever said those words each person present stared at him. Aggronar the Mighty looked back at the others whom stared at him. "It's not like we are helpless or anything. We have the resources, not to mention the man power. The way I see it we can take on anything."
"Typical Dwarf." This brought all attention to the Head Elven Priest that was present. "You'd rather wage carnage instead of see the bigger picture." The Mountain king crossed both arms in front of him and with an almost authoritative voice.
"Oh and what would you have us do Blood Elf have us wait for whatever out there come find us. And then potentially have us all wiped out. I think we should start expanding our territory and lay down more forces and subarea's to claim as our own." Another thud was heard and all attention was brought back to Malak.
"Now before you two get at each others throats are there any other matters we need to deal with?" This time the Captain of the guard stood up from his seat and everyone looked to him.
"There is the matter with the recent Orc attacks. So far we have been able to repel them off but sooner or later they will come in full force." Malak nodded and said.
"Have our Rifleman Scouts been able to find there base?" The Captain looked down and shook his head and retook his seat. Next the Peasant Leading Supervisor stood up.
"The work force has been steadily finishing all projects within expected parameters. They will need a break for a day so they can rest but otherwise the only problem we have from them is some wish to start up families from the recent female boom in our forces." Malak rose an eyebrow at him and asked to explain. "Usually when we train up more forces for like say a footman we get the average trained male that we have asked for. But recently when we start training for new forces we have a random male or female. Surely you have noticed the same thing with the Dwarven Rifleman and Elven Priests and Sorceress's." They all begin to look at each other and recall that has happened.
"Whether we have men or women is irrelevant." Malak said. Gaining all of their attention. "As long as we have those forces that we commissioned for are trained I don't care if we start getting Dwarven Footman or Elven Rifleman. Now is their any worthwhile news?" All of them shook their heads no. "Then I must bring to attention a new matter. We may be here for a while and while we may have made a suitable base and a worthwhile force. We have been attacked by these Orcs and Aggronar brings up a fair point." The mentioned Dwarf crossed his arms and smiled. "So within the week once we have dealed with our Orc problem we will begin expansion of our forces. Are there any objections?" Everyone remained silent indicating they had none. "Then I hereby declare this meeting adjou-." Malak never got to finish his words when they all heard the local Call to arms bell from the castle they were in. Each and every member scrambled grabbing whatever gear they brought with them and hurried outside of the castle with troops of Footman running past them along with Rifleman, Priests, Sorceress's, and Knights.
"Up ahead!" The Captain of the guard shouted. And up ahead were Orcish warriors in combat with Footman Guards and Peasant turned Militia that managed to grab their gear and help fight them before they retreated.
"To arms men to arms!" Malak shouted across the battlefield. His devotional aura steeled his troops as they fought Orcs that seemed to have come out of nowhere and infiltrate their base. Aggronar using his hammer to deflect attacks and his axe to kill his foes was happy for this fight. When he killed five Orcs he felt stronger and when he was surrounded he used his hammer and stomped it into the grounds disorienting those around him.
"Haha Death comes for ye!" Aggronar said with glee and using his hammer he bashed the head of a Orc off. When he was about to bash another a stabbing pain went into his side. "Argh!" He looked around and saw the Orc that stabbed him. It was a big one compared to the regular Orcs. "You're a big one aren't ya!" The Orc he was talking to rose a two-handed claymore above his head. And sent it down in a downward slash, Aggronar crossed both of his weapons and successfully blocked the attack. "You'll have to do better than that to defeat me." Across the battlefield the Captain of the Guard was using his shield to defend any wounded allies that he came across. And once a retrieval team of Militia grabbed whoever was injured he went on to the next foe. The Head High Elven Priest was using his staff to deflect attacks while healing allies that managed to get injured, all the while never gaining a scratch himself. The battle was long and arduous with several humans dieing to the Orcs and many of the Orcs dieing to the Humans, Dwarves and Elves. The Orc Aggronar was fighting was gaining the upper-hand on him due to his size and brute force. Each of them were battered, bruised, injured yet these two fought on. Malak was using his war hammer to bash aside oncoming Orcs and generally help each ally he came across.
"This is becoming to tiresome and we seem to be losing more and more men." True to his words bodies were everywhere from Orcish to his comrades. Malak brought out a book from his side and opened it to a certain page. Once he found the page he wanted he started reading as fast as he can. Each word came to be unintelligible on the battlefield but to him he knew what each word meant. Finally when he finished his words he shouted. "RESURRECTION!" And Malak rose his hammer to the sky and down from the clouds. A golden armored angel appeared at its side was a golden sword that shined with light. It drew its sword and slashed the air, It then flew back into the clouds. On the ground dead Human, Dwarves, and Elves rose from the ground to fight once more. "Drive back these mongrels from wince they came!" Malak shouted and his forces all cheered. The Orcs too stunned by the sudden appearance of an angel were caught off guard. And though they tried to fight back the Alliance forces were too much for them. When the battle was won everything was silent.
"Damn Orc bested me I say we go after them and show them whose boss." Aggronar said, and some people around them agreed to his idea. Malak put a hand on the Mountain King's shoulder.
"Don't worry as soon as we find there base and help our wounded we will show them our might." Several others agreed with his wise words. Just as people began picking up their dead a Dwarven Rifleman came running into the case.
"My Liège we have found the Orc encampment but some of our fellow scouts have been captured." The Rifleman said in a huff.
"What!" Aggronar shouted and came closer to his Dwarvish kin. "Those bastards captured my kin. Oh they will pay if they harm a single hair on their beards." He turned to Malak with a pleading look. "We have to help them." Malak was conflicted he knew those men would die if he didn't act but they didn't have enough forces since the attack, finally he made his decision.
"Gather able-bodied warriors for a small force we will build a suitable base near their encampment to try to save them and then once reinforcements arrive we will wipe them out." Warriors left and right gathered and answered the call. Aggronar was ready and itching for a fight. "Captain!" Malak called and his Captain answered.
"Orders?" He said at a salute.
"I need you and the Head Elven Priest along with our supervisor for the civilians to organize a defense and train some more troops. Do you think you can do that?" Malak asked and his Captain nodded. After a good ten minutes a total of thirty warriors were ready. Both Aggronar and Malak went to the Rifleman scout and said to lead the way, to which he did.