Hello all, sorry for the longer wait then usual but, well I've been a bit lazy so I can't really defend myself for it, it's my fault alright! What makes it worse is that this chapter was done in one sitting just now, sorry guys. I dont own TES or FOZ/ZNT or any other things that make their way in here.

Iam Wolf was walking through the city, having been left behind as he wasn't a ranged fighter. He was just admiring what they had accomplished so far, the gleaming metal and stone buildings, the new budding culture that was in it's early stages, he could barely believe it had only taken the Cleansing Fire half a year to get this far.

He was going to go get a sweetroll, one of his favorite snacks, from the bakery when he noticed a young brown-haired girl, about five winters and barely taller than his knees. She was wandering through an alley lightly sobbing carrying a stuffed toy cat close to her chest with no parents guiding her. Iam approached the girl and knelt down.

"Hello little one, where are your parents?" The girl looked up and Iam noticed her innocent blue eyes, she tried to talk while still blubbering.

"My hic parents are hic gone, a bad man poked them with a knife. They wouldn't get back up and he threw me out and locked the door." Iam had many murderous thoughts running through his head, but he calmed himself down enough to lightly hug the girl.

"Don't worry, I'll catch the bad man for you." He pulled away and looked her in the eye, "You have got to tell me what he looked like, do you know his name? This will help me a lot." The girl sniffed and thought about it.

"He was the weird guy from a few houses over, I think his name was Jimmy, he had purple hair." Iam nodded at the girl and gently smiled at her, amazed she still had those innocent eyes.

"Alright then, how about I bring you to the place for people like you, theres a nice lady there who will look after you and give you good food." The girl nodded, having been on the streets for a few days, being very hungry.

Tiffania had been playing with the kids just outside of the orphanage in the medium sized front yard, it had one tree that she was telling one of the kids to get down from when she saw the giant man with a starved looking girl holding his hand approaching, she immediately ran over and looked at the man angrily.

"Are you her father? How could you starve this girl like this." The man waved his hands, trying to calm her down and explain.

"I found the poor girl wondering lost in the alleys, I brought her here as this is the best orphanage around. I am an army man and can't take care of her properly." Tiffania after that looked a bit sheepish but still knelt down to the girl.

"Do you want some food? I've got loads of it if you want it." The little girl nodded frantically and walked inside with her. Tiffania looked over her shoulder at the man who had brought the girl and saw he was already walking away.

"Hey mister! Do you want to stay for a bit? I've got plenty of food!" The man just waved his hand over his shoulder as he walked away, not looking back.

A week later Tiffania heard talk about a man named Jimmy who was found in an alley almost unrecognizable on account of how crushed he was, it looked like someone had bludgeoned him to death then just kept on doing it for fun. The murdered man, after a short investigation from the guards, had also apparently killed a couple living in his neighborhood and threw a child onto the streets.

Tyson looked over the city, it was completely surrounded by enemy ships and soldiers, there was no way they could take over without heavy casualties, the Reconquista must have recalled most of their military strength just to defend their capitol, Tyson thought these nobles were very stupid because that meant that the rest of the southern cities were almost completely undefended. Tyson sent out one ship to go tell Xana to have the troops go and capture any cities she could while he stayed here with his forces and distracted them, when it came time to finally siege the city in full, they would have all of their forces to do it.

Tyson had the signaler tell all of the other ships to start firing at will, but not to waste too much ammo, this could take awhile.

Xana was going from city to city, them being easily taken over as they mostly only had a skeleton crew of guards and the noble families mostly being in Londinium to defend. It almost only took the juggernauts to take the cities.

The takeover of every city except for the ones near Londinium took about a month, they had suffered very little casualties and the only cities left under Reconquista control were the ones that were in the Londinium area, 12 cities that had a lot more defence than the other ones as Londinium could only support so many soldiers and ships.

Xana was approaching the first of these cities with her troops through the forest when they were bombarded with sharp cutting wind spells from above, many of the lighter armored rangers were cut down while the mages brought up wards, having sensed the spells at the last second, the other troops were sent tumbling to the ground but otherwise were fine.

"Well well well, look what we have here, a bunch of lowly peasants and fallen nobles who dare to attack the city guarded by the wondrous Sir Graham, the most powerful wind mage in all of Albion." The noble was standing on a tree from above them, he was a thin man with a pretty boy face, he jumped down from the tree and wiped non-existent dirt from his trousers. He looked at the remaining troops and sniffed derisively.

"You common rabble just don't know how to die do you? Oh well, I guess i'll have to dirty my hands even more." He raised his wand with fancy décor and did a quick chant, launching his next spell before any of the troops could stop him.

"Take this peasants!" The following arc of sharp wind cut across Xana's forces horizontally, cutting through many and blowing away others into the trees, knocking them out. Only Xana and a few others were still awake and able, the blow not moving her an inch.

"Is that all you've got? A sneak attack and a gust of wind? I think I will have to put you in your place." Xana was angry that he had taken out her troops before they could fight, this man would suffer.

"Oh and you think you can stop me? I bet you aren't even a real elf, elves don't have that freakish skin and eyes and don't lead armies of commoners, I bet you are just a commoner in disguise." Xana chuckled and a shadow covered the top of her face, her glowing blood-red eyes shining like a beast in the night as she got into a stance.

"You are right, I am not a lowly elf, I am Dovah, Fus ro dah!" The Force of her voice launched the dandy man across the forest, him eventually hitting a tree. When he got up he saw Xana sprinting forwards in a predator crouch, eyes still glowing as she punched him in the gut, not thinking highly enough of him to unsheathe her sword. His eyes bulged as his insides were mashed, blood flying from his mouth. Xana backed away and he tried to get up, stumbling and had his face kicked by Xana, knocking him out.

"You deprived my men and women of a good fight, so you don't get to die a warrior's death. Soldier!" One of the few soldiers awake walked over to her, holding his gut but trying not to limp. Xana picked up the injured noble, " I want you to carry this disgrace to the ship, I don't want him to die but he is to be tied up, I want him locked up in Raoul Prison (the new one) and put into one of the special cells, can you do this for me?" The man smiled and nodded eagerly, he lifted the downed noble in a fireman's lift and started to jog towards the awaiting ships on the other side of the forest, not caring much for his passenger's comfort.

Xana looked to her troops and sighed, that sneak attack had just delayed their advance by a couple days, they would have to set up camp awhile away from here and recover a bit, maybe send for some reinforcements. Xana got to waking up any unconscious troops and marking the dead to be carried away.

Tyson was at one of the villages just outside of Reconquista territory to reload his ship with ammo and a few quick repairs. He saw a runner approaching him and looked him over, he was wearing the third division insignia, so he must be from Xana's attack group.

"What is it messenger, do you have a report?" The runner nodded, trying to catch his breath, his horse had been killed while traversing his way here, Tyson gave him his canteen and the runner drank greedily, he let out a sigh and then stood at attention.

"Lord Tyson! Lady Xana's battalion was ambushed by a square class noble and has sustained large casualties from the initial and second attack, she is requesting reinforcements and another ship to transport the wounded, that is all." Tyson dismissed the runner and had some of the other fully manned ships that were with him to go to Xana's position, he could spare a couple easily, he also had the second division ordered to reinforce Xana's group.

Anthony groaned as he awoke, the pain hitting him a second later. He had been leading his division from the front with Xana. But he had been rummaging through his void pouch looking for his canteen when the attack had happened so he couldn't put a ward up in time, luckily the spell had hit his armor and only just barely got through. A healer ran to him with a health potion, he drank the bland tasting medicine and when he opened his eyes again he saw that the healer was his cousin Siesta.

"Hi Siesta, fancy meeting you here." He got into a sitting position, the health potion working fast as he thought of how much of a shame it was that they couldn't mass-produce those things just yet. Siesta looked to him with a gentle smile.

"I'm very happy your alright." Her face darkened and got a terrifying expression while she raise her scalpel, "Why didn't you put up a ward? Your the freaking mage commander!" Anthony sweatdropped and put his hands up, trying to back away, freaked out about how quickly her mood could change nowadays.

"Sorry sorry, I was distracted, won't happen again I swear." She looked at him in suspicion and then gave him a heartwarming smile, her earlier expression and scalpel completely gone.

"Ok then." And walked away humming to the next of the wounded troops, Anthony sweatdropped again and got up, pulling on his armor and trench-coat and grabbing his froststorm staff.

"Well, time to take stock of the situation, I feel so embarrassed, my troops will never let me live this down." He walked out of the healers tent with his head held low.

Iam's division had been called to the battle field to reinforce Xana's battalion, he had just got there and saw the many troops being carried into the healers tent.

"This was caused by one noble? The coward must have really planned out his sneak attack." Iam walked towards Lady Xana and stood at attention.

"Second division Commander Wolf reporting for duty." Xana turned towards him and waved him down

"That's alright, you can relax. sigh This is such an embarrassment, one cowardly noble's ambush and this happens, I can't let this kind of thing happen again." Iam left his leader to her darker and darker mutterings and went to prepare his troops, this might be awhile before they could attack again though.

A week later everyone that was fit for battle (and a few stubborn ones that weren't) were marching again for the city. Everyone was much more alert than last time, not wanting a repeat and it was a wise decision, Xana had sent out Helga and she had returned telling them that their was many nobles patrolling the forest close to the city, a sneak attack on the city was impossible as one of them would raise an alarm before they could get rid of them all, so Xana had the juggernauts and mages charge in and kill all the patrolling nobles, wanting to finally attack the city proper.

Xana heard the alarm-bells ringing and had the cannoneers take down the wall in front of them, they would be performing a much slower advance than other times to account for the vast increase of defenders. The first line of defenders were made up of the usual chain-mailed guards, the juggernauts leading the advance raised their shields and bashed away, caving in many a skull. This continued until the Cleansing Fire was in the main square. Ships and drakes quickly covered the sky and cannon balls and arrows were raining down upon them, the rangers and mages huddled by the juggernauts as impromptu shields and they quickly started firing up at the ships.

Commander Flint quickly brought out his new ebony long-range rifle from his back, it had a miniature telescope mounted on it for longer ranged shots, he had never really had to fire so high up but he could improvise, he looked through the scope and focused on the cannoneers on deck.

"Come on, a little to the right, there!" He fired, and missed by a few inches, scaring the living wits out of the cannon operator.

"Damnit, ok lets do this again, a bit higher should do it... now!" He hit this time, then he just kept on shooting at as many gunners as he could see, the heat lessoning for the troops as cannon-fire got rarer, the troops could now start fighting back with the little bit of breathing room, the juggernauts charging as they weren't needed as cover anymore, the long-range rangers breaking into buildings and climbing to the rooftops to get better shots at the people in the sky.

Friendly ships were now ramming through the blockade and constantly firing, much of the enemy fire hit just bouncing of their dwemerite shells, other times just denting it and not causing any serious damage. The Gatling guns cutting down any people on the decks of enemy ships.

The army was now getting close to the keep, it had many nobles ready to launch magical attacks upon them, until one of the ships rammed into the top of the keep and soldiers came pouring out, taking out the last defences in the way.

Juggernauts came from the breach in the wall carrying a dwemerite battering ram, this was being used as the castle had cast iron doors and gates, the six juggernauts were going as fast as they could through the cleared trail of destruction the Cleansing fire had caused, when they got to the gates they charged with the dragon shaped battering ram, getting through in five hits, by this point much of the opposition had been destroyed, the enemy ships crashing to the ground and soldiers running away.

Xana went into the keep with nine juggernauts and did the usual routine, kill anyone inside and do it quickly, the leading noble was easily dispatched and they had the keep.

"Finally, alright one of you juggernauts go tell the rest to finish cleaning up the city, we've got to go to the other cities in a week's time."

Hope you liked it, next time they encounter the last of Reconquista's forces, I think it is obvious what will happen.