WOW, my last chapter was really popular, I never knew how giddy reviews can make someone, I hope I can keep it up. the new name for their group is, Cleansing Fire, pretend it said that in the last chapter all right?

They were extremely sweaty when they had finally made it to Fort Cromwell. After the guards let them in they collapsed in front of Cromwell as he looked to them in irritation.

"What is it that is so important that I had to wake up in the middle of the night?" He was in a bad mood, he needed his beauty sleep damnit!

"We're sorry lord Cromwell, but this is very important, we have news about a peasent rebellion, we think they have the help of fallen nobles, they managed to kill our whole war-party, except for one prisoner and us." They seemed very scared about this, "They were lead by two people with blue skin and red eyes in hoods, they call themselves, Cleansing fire."

Spirits were high in Ironrock village as they went back to training, although Tyson was already planning on taking as many other villages as they could until they had a better powerbase, then they could go into full on assault on small cities, then larger ones.

Helga had been having fun practicing her marksmanship, she liked using the new prototype duel pistols that Tyson had made for her, they had dwemerite parts inside and the barrel was made out of it, but had orichalcum plating and grips on the outside too protect it's more delicate parts and to make it less conspicuous and shiny. It had a prototype dwemerite revolver drum that had three places for rounds, it was much better than the old flintlock design but it jammed up a lot. She was very good with them and liked too dance while humming as she shot at the targets.

The prisoner was pumped for information on Reconquista, he didn't know much but he did provide some information on the upper ranks, Cromwell was at the top obviosly, but he was also always seen with a woman named Sheffield, and he seem to value her opinion a lot. Then there was the generals, George Mordant, Bernard Levington, and Sigmund Derara, they were all very wealthy nobles. Xana had a feeling that they weren't all that good at their jobs, judging from the fact that they bought their way into their positions.

Tyson had just finished setting up a Thu'um enchanted forge and workplace on top of the highest hill he could find by the village, he would use this one until he had a more permanent base of operations to make a more powerful one, he had plans for guns that required more power than the forges that they had already, so making this one was necessary. He then got to the job of enchanting the forge with his thu'um.

He chanted as he carved the dragon script around the circular forge to add more power,"Naal mulaag do dii thu'um, Zu'u uth suleyk do daar lein wah gemulaag daar heim, wah buld dii gelt, ahrk wah infuse daar dahn voth lovaas!" He did this three times until he got back to where he started, he then shouted at the forge,"LEIN MULAAG KREIN!" This sealed the power within the forge, now he could make more powerful weapons and armor.

"Yes lets test this out with a new set of armor for Irukukwu, I should also make one for her true form too, she will have to strengthen her wings first though." As he said this he was getting the necessary materials from his void pouch, those things sure could hold a lot.

A day later he had finished it, he had Irukukwu try it on and it was a perfect fit, she blushed as she could feel her master's Thu'um empowering the armor, she looked in a mirror to see what it looked like.

On her upper back, breasts, and basically covering her ribcage it was made of ebony reinforced Dragonplate, her midriff was covered by a thick flexible leather, she noticed it felt like dragon heart-scales, they were famously flexible and strong so it was perfect for that area, it allowed her to be very flexible in battle without sacrificing protection, this covering also protected her shoulders, upper arms, thighs, neck, and groin, their was a loincloth of fine white Sabercat fur covering her groin and butt too. It had gauntlets of ebony reinforce dragonplate that got thicker as they reached the fingers, the fingers had miniature Dovah claws at the tips that were shaped just like her own claws, these would be her weapons. Armor from her knees down was thick with ebony reinforced Dragonplate, smoothly transitioning to the boots that were made of ebony, vaguely shaped like claws, the she was surprisingly comfortable in the whole set, it had leather padding in the inside to make it more comfy for her.

Tyson seemed very pleased with the armor, "Now Irukukwu, I need you to spread your magic throughout the armor, this will bond it to you and only you for life, it will be like a part of you without nerves, so it will not be destroyed when you change forms, it will be stored in its own pocket dimension, but it will not be finished until you do so, so try it now."

Irukukwu was somewhat nervous, but she steeled herself and spread her magic through her body and let it flow into the armor, it was surprisingly easy to do, so it was done in a few minutes. She could tell it was finished when Tyson smiled at her warmly and when it turned blue like her own true form, she then jumped up and hugged him tightly.

"Kyuu thank yous so much master!"

As the days went by, Xana was finishing the training of the troops, she had determined that they were ready to start claiming villages, they had decided on moving in a spiral from Ironrock and taking villages like that, so that they had a buffer in every direction in case of an attack, they left five troops of every class to train the villagers after they recruited them. By the time that it was being noticed they had 2500 troops in all, 900 soldiers, 325 rangers, 325 mages, 100 healers, and 750 supports, Cleansing Fire was now a proper army.

The noble in control of the area had started to notice the decreasing levee revenues from the villages in his control, he sent out some of his personal guards to check it out, but they never returned. He was getting ready to go himself when one got back all mangled up yelling that they had formed an army. The noble then remembered that their was supposedly peasant rebellion going on, but had not gotten any news about it being in his domain. So he decided to go quell this peasant uprising himself, gathering the rest of his personal guards to come with him, underestimating the amount of soldiers they would have.

As Tyson and Xana had predicted, they saw the noble and his small army of guards approaching from the west, they had let that last guard escape on purpose to tell him about them, they were mostly forgoeing stealth this time, readying themselves for their first full scale battle.

When the enemy got close enough they charged at the approaching war-band, they had surrounded them with their sheer numbers, having more recruits than the enemy had guards, the noble was shocked that they had so many, but he still cockily ordered a charge as he charged a spell to get rid of most of them, but a few Firebolts interupted him as he was forced to dodge, he was angered that these "mere fallen nobles" dare fire at him so he through a couple weaker spells at the culprits, the mages just let them hit, they had built up magic resistances that these weak spells didn't have a chance of getting through.

Tyson and Xana shouted at him and launched the concentrated version of yol toor shul at him, the giant fireballs screeching through the air with no time to dodge.

The Fireballs hit as he screamed like a little girl, to be fair he was being burned alive but nobody truly cares about him do they?

While he was dieing, Irukukwu and Helga were slicing through the enemy, leaving long lines of bodies behind them, the guards were terrified that a child was fighting them and winning.

This caused the nobles gaurds to panic as they tried desperately to kill these peasents, but they were also surprise when the soldiers threw a couple spells too, then a lot of them were killed as rangers came riding in on horses with mostly guns, shooting the enemy as they went by, the remaining few guards surrendered, as they had no more reason to fight.

Tyson took a deep breath,"Ah I love the smell of Victory in the morning, it smells like fire and blood, or maybe that's just the corpses of our enemys, eh, doesn't matter."

He turned to his and Xana's army with pride,"This is our first true battle of many to come, I am proud of each and everyone of you and of the few who died for our cause, but remember, I want you too live, not die so you can fight those nobles again, now we will march for the city of Raoul. For victory!"

Cheers ran out as he climbed down from the top of the wagon he was standing on, he approached Xana and their servants to give them all a hug,"We march in two days, be ready for the long haul." He said this while they all smiled at him.

translations

Naal mulaag do dii thu'um, Zu'u uth suleyk do daar lein wah gemulaag daar heim, wah buld dii gelt, ahrk wah infuse daar dahn voth lovaas! / By strength of my Thu'um, I command power of this world to strengthen this forge, to shape my metal, and to infuse these tools with my voice!

LEIN MULAAG KREIN / World Strength Sun

I hope you liked this chapter, took me a while to figure out a name, but I decided on cleansing fire, to burn away the old and corrupt, to replace with the new order!, yay. review more please, that way I'll feel guilty if I don't update within two days.