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Erumara
Aug 20, 2006 12:44:41 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Aug 20, 2006 12:44:41 GMT 1
the general saw the smirk unfolding on his enemies face, keeping the idea that something evasive was about to happen in the back of his mind as his bloodstreaked eyes darted towards his sword as it lay there in the blood stained grass. Anger building up in the man as he quickened his pace, lunging faster at the enemy, coming closer towards the man he changed the position of his sword slightly and made a lower swipe at the mans lower abdomen
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Erumara
Aug 21, 2006 11:24:45 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Aug 21, 2006 11:24:45 GMT 1
The general's eyes widened as he saw his attacker change his directon. Bringing up his sword barely in time to block of his attack. Still standing their locked on eachothers blades as he made an attempt to push back the enemy.
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Erumara
Aug 21, 2006 18:31:20 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Aug 21, 2006 18:31:20 GMT 1
Laughing wickedly the fat general pushed the blade of his sword hard against the one of his enemy before he felt himself being pushed back as well. Slightly surprised by the slender mans strength he stepped back slightly, digging his heels into the soft ground as he pushed his sword against the enemies.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 18:16:06 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 4, 2006 18:16:06 GMT 1
The General smiled as he starred into the fat general's eyes. Gaining some ground slightly as the other man began to push back and dug his heels into the ground. Struggling to hold his ground or make any more, he jumped out to the side causing the man to stumble forward over the forward pressure he was using. As he jumped towards the sword the other General had lost not to long before. Picking it up in one swift motion as he tucked and rolled as he hit the ground, pivoting and facing his enemy once again, now holding two swords.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 18:31:49 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 4, 2006 18:31:49 GMT 1
Screaming in anger the general struggled to keep his balance when the man had cleverly jumped away and left him wobbling to keep his balance and not fall over face first. Regaining his balance the general snarled angrily and turned his cold eyes onto his enemy, his eyes flaring in anger when he saw that this vile pig was touching his sword! Growling lowly the general lunged at the man in pure anger.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 18:41:05 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 4, 2006 18:41:05 GMT 1
The general smiled as he watched his enemy fill with hate and rage. Watching the man lunge towards him in pure anger. Taking some steps to the side and waited for the man to get closer. Their swords clanged together, though the general had managed to use the enemy's attack against him, and threw him to the side sending him off balance. Smiling slightly he swung the swords in the palms of his hands and then clutched them again waiting for his enemy.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 18:50:00 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 4, 2006 18:50:00 GMT 1
The general huffed and puffed as he pushed his sword against his enemies, feeling how his own speed and strength were used against him this time as he growled, wanting to stop his attack but not wanting to give his enemy the satisfaction of winning just yet. Glancing around quickly he saw that his men were still fighting along side him and that they were still in large numbers. Smirking satisfied he turned his eyes onto his enemy again, gripping his sword more tightly as he charged at the man again.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 18:56:30 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 4, 2006 18:56:30 GMT 1
The general smiled as he watched the enemy charge him again. Beginning to make his own little dash toward the enemy general, flipping the sword around as he moved, so the blade ran along side his arm. Smiling as he lowered to the ground and and swung back his arm as the enemy had come into range. Jolting his arm forward with the speed he had aquired from his run transfered to his arm that thrusted the hilt of the blade into the enemy's stomach.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 19:25:31 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 4, 2006 19:25:31 GMT 1
Blinded by fury that he was running into his death the general charged at his hated enemy, sword held high as he watched with surprise how his enemy lunged back at him. Next thing he knew the general felt a sharp pain pulling through his abdomen, confusion spreading over his face as he dropped his sword out of his hand, letting out a gurgling sound as he tried to speak, blood seeping out of his mouth slowly, trickling down his chin as he looked down at the place where the pain was coming from, surprise written all over his face as he saw his own sword sticking deep into his flesh. Looking up he gazed into the eyes of his enemy before he sank down to his knees, his large hands closing around the hilt of his sword that protruded out of his chest.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 19:37:25 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 4, 2006 19:37:25 GMT 1
The General stood as he released the enemy's sword he had pushed through the mans body. Starring back into the mans eyes as he watched him fall to the ground to meet his death. sheathing his sword back on his hip as he stood up, looking around the battle field at all the dead bodies and wounded men. Sighing as he felt this battle had now wasnt suppose to happen, all his men injured and the enemy army dead and what was left of it were surrendering. Treking his way back to his camp to send a report to the castle about the war.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 19:49:47 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 4, 2006 19:49:47 GMT 1
The general had died. There was no reason left for the rest of his army to fight on, they had sworn an oath to serve the general until death but meant it till his death and not theirs. Throwing down their swords they surrendered massively. It wasn't their idea to go to war in the first place, they were happy with just sitting in their tents in the woods, rolling dice, relaxing a bit when the first arrows were shot. They agreed it was a sign that couldn't be ignored but it seemed wrong in the end, when many had died it just seemed wrong...somehow
Culmîr hadn't noticed much of the war that was going on outside, she was safe asleep in her bed when it happened, even though occasionally she had heard rumblings in the distance she had shoved it away and blamed it on her sensitive ears. Rolling over in her bed the lithe redhead snoozed on for a little while, not wanting to wake up just yet.
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Erumara
Sept 4, 2006 19:56:17 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 4, 2006 19:56:17 GMT 1
The General ordered his men to put the enemy in chains until they had returned to the castle. As he began to return to his camp looking at the dead bodies as he walked by, seeing dead friends. Trying to ignore the bodies as he finally made it to his tent, beginning to write a letter to his king about what had happened. Pouring wax and pressing his ring into it to seal and signify its authenticity. As he called for a knight and gave him the letter to run to the castle to give to the King.
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Erumara
Sept 6, 2006 18:22:40 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 6, 2006 18:22:40 GMT 1
The enemy was gone...for now, many of the surviving troops in the Erumara army wondered why this small part of the war had so quickly errupted, not that those thoughts wandered around long. Victory was at their sides this time! it was time to celebrate it in the village and rampage the inn, secure that the enemy wouldn't attack that quick after this defeat. Laughing and talking some of the men began their way towards the village, blood of the ones slain still fresh on their clothes and faces.
grumbling the redhead pushed her face into her pillow, hearing muffled voices in the distance and a lot of footsteps. Gritting her teeth the Venusian pulled her covers more over her head, tired of hearing things she didn't want to hear at this time of day!
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Erumara
Sept 7, 2006 20:22:32 GMT 1
Post by Dracafrey on Sept 7, 2006 20:22:32 GMT 1
The knight rode through the night at a full gallop. Through the thickness of the forest and through rivers. Pushing his horse to its limits so he could arrive back at the castle before dawn. The sound of loose pebbles where heard soundly, looking down as his horse continued. He saw the path he used to know that led up to the castle. Sighing in relief that he had made it back finally, he rushed to the gates and was allowed passage. Running into the castle after reaching the main doors, he ran through the cooridors.
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Erumara
Sept 7, 2006 20:50:20 GMT 1
Post by Culmir on Sept 7, 2006 20:50:20 GMT 1
The closer the men got to the village, the happier they became, they had won the war and they were eager to celebrate it with all the inhabitants of Erumara, chain mails were being thrown off and tossed aside, it wasn't like you could fold the heavy things anyway. plating on the knights on horseback were carefully removed by the already awake black smiths in the town who were making preparations for another busy day.
as much as Culmîr wanted to ignore it she was rather happy that this was over, she didn't much like laying awake during the night and listen to the battle this time let alone more times. Rolling over in her bed she sighed contently, snoozing for a few more minutes before she would get out of her warm bed and celebrate with the other people
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