After several months of preparation, the army of clan Magnar marches north into the province of Deepdown towards the seat of clan Crowl.
Forces of Clan Magnar
Forces of Clan Crowl
After several months of preparation, the army of clan Magnar marches north into the province of Deepdown towards the seat of clan Crowl.
Forces of Clan Magnar
Forces of Clan Crowl
Last edited by Pontifex Maximus; August 27, 2016 at 06:43 PM.
ooc: So Harlon vs. Crowl? If so, what sort of challenge are you looking to face here? Just want to make sure before I begin to mod this.
Crowl, the King, looked out at the host assembled before his wooden palisades and gave a howl. "Harlon Magnar" he said with a wheeze and a grimace. "When you break upon my walls and warriors, I will eat your heart." he said savagely. "Bring the men into the village. Take up defensive positions." he gave his orders in a rage, wielding his massive two-headed bronze axe. "Anyone tries to run, and I will bury my axe in his skull."
While some of his warriors and thanes shout insults, threats, or curses on Crowl and the defenders of Deepdown, Harlon turns to two of the lesser clan chieftans sworn to Kingshouse, Jarakul and Voror. "Begin preparation of siege equipment and have two hundred of our archers and warriors form a screening force."
The forces within immediately launch a sally, charging wildly into their foes.
Several of the men on watch spot the forces of clan Crowl charging out of Deepdown and raise the alarm in the Magnar camp, warriors rushing to form shieldwall while the archers assemble to fire volleys into the approaching enemy ranks.
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