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The air was suddenly filled with anguished screams of war and terror beyond anything ever experienced...the crack troops were taking down a small raid of barbarians and renegades it was believed...mostly thieves in a nearby town close to the kingdom....lord Bahamut must have thought this to be good practice...but it was not understood why he wanted the elite troops to get more practice...it was completely proposterous!

This sudden lapse in the kingdom ruler's brilliant strategic mindset was definitely unexpected and not to mention weak....there had to be a reason...yet no one knew...

That was the last heard of the Ruler and the Elite ones...the kingdom was now posed to battle it out without their best troops and without their ruler in their midsts...they were still going forwad with their plans...it was never truly disscussed what was said in that war meeting he called forth before leaving...some say he fled and others even say he was killed along with the guard...everyone is still trying to find out...were exactly did the ruler of the great Ultima Kingdom had gone...

"Where oh were are thou my king?"

Queen Sarah looked into the night sky...but there was nothing out there to guide her...
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"Fellow members of the old royal guard...we are here to discuss some important matters now...the previous ruler has left his position for the time being..."

As every general of the army gathered round the tactical masterminds of the army, the Star Generals,everyone was in a state of disorganization and confusion....when they finally settled the room into complete silence....General Clarke stood to inform everyone of their assignments...

"I will be taking his position until his return...and ask of all of you cooperation and respect..."

"what a looney" said one vice chief of the archery force to another "the guy is full of it...we dont like the long speeches here...he needs to get to the point..."

"i will also say that.."
"CUT THE CRAP AND GET TO THE POINT!"

"pardon me...im just a bit nervous that is all...right...um..the point...The main armies have started their move towards the northern borders with the enemy territories of the Gueritol armies...they will begin their attack soon and will engage by dusk..."

"So what are we to do?Lead them on?" asked a very old and worn out general"im too oldfor this...what can that king be thinking?He is young and foolish and by far this is the stupidest thing that has ever been done by any of the Royal family...in all my years i have never encountered such strange and..."

"ok, enough of that...yes we will be leading the armies...the royal armies at that...and we leave at...we leave now..."

In very elegant uniformity the room left stood up and the men left in groups of 5 highest ranking officers first etc.

This was left to the winds of fate...what would happen?
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oh gosh...i am starting to actually enjoy this a little too much as you might notice...btw tis roleplay is late

Last Edited : Saturday, 27 November 2004 - 03:53

"M'LORD! URGENT MESSAGE FROM LORD GUERITOL!"
The page tried to rush through the chaos of the king's study, however Savetuba's sword scabard, which he had lost the previous day, tripped the poor page. Papers and books flew everywhere adding to the chaos of the all ready cluttered room.
"Page could you also bring me my scabared?"
Cursing under his breath the page stood up and yanked at the scabared which imediatly threw a table through the air sending everything, including the dagger and the remander of last night's meal, flying. Upon reaching lord savetuba's desk the page quickly handed off the message and turned to see the path he had carved and the distruction that was caused.
"muble...so now he needs...could this have been any later....PAGE!"
The page quickly turned around, eye wide open, hands fidgeting behind his back. He hopped lord Savetuba wouldn't knowtice where the dagger had...
"Tell all my generals to prepair their troops to move and then have them meet me in the great hall before the nightly meal. Also find my squire and tell him to stop playing with his wenches. He has work to do.
The page nodded and turned around and carefully made his way to the doors. Lord Savetuba on the other hand started writing a reply to Lord Gueritol. Upon finishing the message the lord looked up at his massive collection of portraits his eyes resting on one portrait. His eyes went wide, there stuck into her chest was the dagger he used last night. His temper started to rise..."PAGE!!!!!"
he did'nt come...sitting back down savetuba looked at that portrait. He rather liked that one, however if the dagger in her chest ws an omen...


"MOVE OUT???"
"What do you mean move out?"
"well it is just...I mean...yes sir..."
"Be sure to bring every troop in the castle and those engineers we are going to need them."
"Yes SIR!"

"There are Lord gueritol's troops! and they are in full retreat, let give them some help. Let the rocks fly!"
Hundreds of bolders were thrown through the air each smashing into thier intended target completly distroying it.
"CHARGE!!!!"
A flood of troops emerged from the swamps under the hale of rocks only to be met by enemy troops that must have been hiding in the bruish that surrouned the castle. From his comand center lord savetuba could see the enemy's troops poor out of the castle and meet the charging units.
"Pull the catapults back! we must protect them at all costs!"

The battle raged on as Lord savetuba's troops advanced to meet the enemy's onslaught. Savetuba knew he had the upper hand in this battle thanks to his catapults, but the enemy's number where far more than what had been reported.
"Set up my command post near the woodmill and send an emissary to those bandits. Let them know if they help us in this fight we shall leave them and their kind alone."
The squire rushed off to do his lord's bidding. Savetuba turned to his generals,
"Form the line next to that woodmill and have the troops dig in, this is going to be a long battle."

2 days had passed yet the line had held. Reinforcments flowed in steadily helping to keep the line. He pityed those bandits because they were taking a beating, but it was better them than his own troops besides, when he finally broke this line that woodmill would be his for the taking.

"Sir!" A man wearing hardleather armor and probally 5 pints of blood saluted his fist hitting the warm leather. "The enemy lines are about to break!"
"Excelent, squire my horse. I want to ride into battle."
Getting up the king into his tent and begane the process of dawning his armour. The soft padded vest that would cushen any blow. Next his chainmail, a beautiful green and gold in the patteren of his kingdom's symbol. By the time he got his chainmail on the squire stepped into the tent.
"Your horse is ready M'lord."
"Thank you squire. You may go."
The squire saluted and ducked out of the tent. Savetuba returned to his armour. Strapping on the bronzed ghausses followed by the blackened greaves. Taking up his tasseted belt he attched the frog which held his sword firmly. Now came his red and gold leather cuirass followed by the green spaulders. Taking his gauntlets he walked over to his helm and placed them inside the helm as he strode out of his tent. Mounting his horse he checked his spear and sheild before dawning the gauntlets and straping the helm on his head.
"Let us go forth."
and off he went, followed by 20 of his personal gaurd.

ARGGHHHH...CLASH...PPPHHHHHTT...ELPELP...sounds of battle struck the king as he galoped into the rear lines. Savetuba spurred his mighty war horse forward, taking up the sheild that hung on his left side. The fog of war lifted just as the king cam upon several swordmen. He struck out with his lance impailing the closest man. Droping his spear he drew his sword, everything seemed like it was moving so slowly...slash to the left, twist around, block, stab,
PPPHHHHHTT..PPPHHHHHTT..PPPHHHHHTT..PPPHHHHHTT..PPPHHHHHTT
A rain of arrows fell shortly after savetuba had fallen apon the poor souls catching several troops off gaurd. Lord Savetuba was lucky, only his sheild bore the brunt from those arrows. Turning his horse to where the arrows had come from he rushed forward, only to run into a hugh group of men. He madly hacked, slashed, and stabed at this new enemy who did not seem to have more than daggers and buklers to protect them selves with. There, fading into the fog of war, was the galant Lord Savetuba slaining his enemies, leading his army to victory.

*Screen fades to black*

Alas lord Savetuba!, the objective was achieved.

My distraction yielded the fruits that we so required, it was a little costly but every widow left back home, knows this was for a good cause, and are happy to help themselves if it were so required.

But on with the next military goal, we must expand our fronts, and face yet other adversaries.

When you arrive I shall already be bathed in the blood of friends and foes.

Many times since the start of the war it was said that the king would return and this, each and every time aroused the feelings of the soldiers and made them claim more lives and more territory... unfortunately none of these claims were ever true and more often then not this served to dis-spirit the troops which often were beaten back to were they began their battles and which left them with even less then what they started, it was saddening to see it, as they lost the more ground and will to fight...

"Tell them to move forward we will stay here and tend the wounded!"

"Aye, aye sir!"

General Brandon was now among the many generals who had to stay behind and protect the homelands from the recent attacks of the killerD armies...it was believed that they wanted resources and they plundered many...but they were now being put down to rest and became one with the dirt on the ground...amongst the carcasses could be seen three strange looking creatures doing what appeared to be eating scalps and Brandon watched amused as one went after the other and made him eat one corpse's head whole...it was rather unpleasent but very comical to watch...hed never seen the likes of such creatures...

"We move out tomorrow,tell the the first and second spear divisions to pursue and to find no mercy within their hearts...they have plundered enough as it is...they must be dealt with now.Tell the rest to reclaim anything that belongs to us and start moving back to the castle."

"Aye,aye sir."

"We must protect these lands at all costs...this barrack we will figure out later what we will do about it.It must belong to Tyler, our neighboring friendly king."

"I will set up defenses then sir, we were expecting this anyhow"
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As miles upon miles set to the distance past a castle and past many roads you could start to see a hoarde of men looking like giant insects in the distance...it was a battle the battle between Ultima's armies and the neighboring king gueritol's armies...the battle was fierce and many lives were lostmany ballistae could be seen firing off arrows from a barrack.they had certainly reached an expertise level unmatched by the ranged units belonging to the enemy...there shots were made in unison...quick as lightining and as strong as the mightiest dragon...these constant flury of arrows was leaving its blood mark
accross the grassy plains and as could be seen...amazingly enough gueritol's forces were retreating.

"Sir!The enemy forces are retreating!they have been seen getting together near the southern forests...we are unsure of what to do..."

"Well,well,well...so we are even at least...they have just retreated...we had to retreat earlier...and now once again the decision is ours...we shall see soon captain.Ready the scout divisions and set up the ballistae we are using full force and we will not stop on our conquest of gueritol.King or no king...this will be settled."

"Yes sir!We have some more divisions arriving from the castle...what place shall we find them?"

"Defending the ballistae of course what better job for the new comers?"

"What of the fierce macemen armies?They are rather strong and as you know the scout armies are nothing against them..."

"No need to worry...the problem is solved...we will soon get what we need...these macemen armies are goners anyways the ballis will be on full throttle by the morning's time...there will be no stopping us..."

"But sir we are not at.."

"Silence captain...we still have till tomorrow morning...it will be fine..."

There was silence from the constant thuderclap of swords in the gueritol fields and Ultima deadlands.It could be heard...and it startled armies on both sides...it could be heard in the distance...the drums of war, the call of victory.

Last Edited : Friday, 3 December 2004 - 02:57

whats going on? i cant call this a victory if no one is actively playing against me

YAY!!!i got attacked!!!

It is called preservations of one species UB.

When you see two waves of different colored troops moving towards you, it is only logical to run like a scared chicken.

First I tried duck and cover but sadly there was not much left to tell a story .

oh but this was a while ago and back then LOD had not joined i think...but oh well

So like i was meaning to tell you i had fun!!!when you brought in those 40 macemen earlier i though i was a goner at that tiem i only had scouts see and i thought... hmmm...i wonder if he will be attaking from both fronts...you didnt get a chance to but i am sure it would have been over for me if i couldnt protect my ballis

i thought it was kind of funny that you kept hitting them with ranged though...annoying too i thought oh well while he does that ill concentrate on his melee we basically had a tug-o-war of power game there we kept getting advantages over each other here and there...i guess LOD just got there at the right time

That was the most fun i have had here in WoL while in a clan game though i learned a lot from it AND you, your a kick ass player

don't think he is alone there UB, my forces are coming back from prancer's old castle. And seeing how everyone left me alone I was able to get master training. Hope you have a lot of macemen UB cause I'm coming for you.

LOL...funny man save...if you did get master training...then i have one thing to say...you just wasted some MAJOR time on that only thing that you might have tha id worry about is your cats...and even those have their limits

as for having mace...you should come and find out

BTW i never said he was alone...or even though it for that so i dont think you should jump to conclusions

Yes! it was fun and annoying that I could not pierce through your melee from either side ... those big bangs of ballies ... well for all my trying at least I manage a tiny melee strike in them

And when LOD stepped in I had no market, and no choice but to retreath and face you both like a coward hiding in a corner of my castle

Well you are out of hideingplaces now at least
-Burn mutilate and leave no scalps behind boys!!!
Yes sir! , the three strange creatures went into action with a rarely seen intensity.
King Lod was somewhat disqusted with their feeding habits but at least they had happy faces and kept the battlefields nice and tidy after their work was finished.

Last Edited : Monday, 6 December 2004 - 20:37

there will be plenty of scalps for them...those creatures are amazingly abled at eating scalps...amazing dont you guys think?

extra scalps for you guys well meet later

so much for coming for me...was that it?

more like you came for a slaughter that of your troops lol cuz i kinda wiped out a lot of them