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Rudolph gave a simple nod to Merik before he stood up and took another shot at the ram pilots, unfortunately missing this time. He soon realised that the ram began to pick up speed, and was quickly making its way to the gate. "Give that thing everything you have lads!" he said as he quickly observed the situation along the wall. Rudolph then made his way to the gatehouse, where Merik had already prepared himself for the ram's arrival. "I'll see if I can soften up that thing up a bit more." Rudolph said as he made his way past Merik, and headed toward the tower that still had a working catapult.

He noticed the sergeant that had been monitoring the situation on their half of the wall had been struck in the arm by an arrow, and besides being wounded, remained in the fight. Rudolph gave the man a pat on his good arm, and passed him his rifle before nodding and continuing on.
Soon enough he made it to the top of the tower to guide the soldiers controlling the weapon. He quickly directed them to aim at the lower half of the ram, just above the ground. To them, the side of the ram was now exposed as it made its way ever closer to the gate.

A few seconds later the shot went out, the projectile fell just short but bounced slightly and hit the side of the ram, rocking the structure of the thing. But still, it made steady progress. By the time the next shot had gone out, the ram had basically reached the gate. The shot hit home this time, perfectly crashing into the side of the device, crushing goblins and breaking some of the structure along the way. Soon after, Merik's burning tar and explosives went off, destroying the machine completely. All that remained was a flaming wreck, and an obstacle to prevent other rams.

Rudolph briefly cheered with the other soldiers on the tower when they saw the thing blow up. Soon after, another rock barrage came in, one missed but the other hit successfully. The tower shook briefly, and beyond the dust and rubble below, Rudolph saw the extent of the damage. Some men had been knocked
from the wall, while others were either wounded or lay dead upon it.

Rudolph hastily made his way down to help who he could. Him and a few other soldiers helped escort some of those still able to walk down from the wall, the dead couldn't be tended to for the moment. Numbers on the wall were beginning to thin out.

As Rudolph made his way back up onto the wall after helping to guide the wounded away from the battle, the metallic sound of hooks appeared along the wall. Shit. Guess break is over. he thought.
Rudolph pulled a soldier to the side and ordered the man to go and request reinforcements for the western wall. He then drew his short sword and went to work cutting the ropes, "Cut the ropes! Kill the bastards climbing them!" he ordered. An arrow came flying his way, though it seemed to had lost most of its power as it harmlessly pinged off his helmet, "...fuck!" he recoiled slightly, but he still continued to cut.
Can we not start up with whom we have for now, and maybe someone will be interested when we've got some ground?
@Jumbus How many players are you hoping for?
@Lugubrious a very cool design bud
It didn't take long before orders were given out. Rudolph would be stationed on the western wall with Merik again. A couple of hours later, and the green-skinned horde finally poured our from their holes.

Rudolph accepted that they were testing the defences the other day, so then they must be coming in full force this time. For the first few minutes in the attack, the defenders had little issue and fairly easily cut down the approaching goblins with sustained arrow volleys and rifle-fire.
The defenders only suffered minimal casualties from the opposing ranged units so far.

"Watch out!" a soldier yelled, Rudolph turned toward the voice's direction and quickly realised for its reason, the orcs had begun their artillary barrage and sent two boulders their way. One boulder flew over the wall and landed in the city below, but the other smashed into a catapult atop a tower.

Soon after, the greenskins stormed from their lines with a battering ram. Rudolph stood up and realised this soon enough, "Take that thing out!" he ordered before turning toward the troops below down behind the gate, "Brace the gates, we have incoming!" he yelled down. The soldiers began placing wooden posts to keep it set in place, and then set up some barricades soon after.

Another sergeant stationed on the otherside of the wall ordered the catapult on their sides tower to open fire upon the ram, the first shot missed, but the second one made contact, it was only slowed temporarily however. Rudolph took up a position on the wall and aimed his rifle at the ram, he took his time and picked his target out. With an exhale, he fired. The shot hit one of the ropes that kept the armour in place, some of the wooden planks and iron plates slid off revealing some of the pilots beneath.

"Focus fire on the ram! kill the bastards pushing the thing!" Rudolph ordered as he reloaded. He quickly scanned the situation along the wall. Further down, he could see Merik making himself useful, "How're you faring lad!?" he asked.
@Zeroth very nice cs. wish i could write mine to be as detailed.
understood
So nothing yet then?
Rudolph occasionally helped the large man as he stumbled at first when they walked from the tavern. It wasn't too long before they entered a rather empty inn, and quickly found somewhere to sit.
Rudolph had something simple for his breakfast, compared to Manalds rather bestial choice.

The two men engaged in some minor chatter, but with not much time available, the two were unable to enjoy the company. Soon enough they had split directions, Manald went off to clean himself up, and Rudolph went back to the barracks in preparation for the drill.

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“Merik will go to the west gate. Merik requests the use of the confiscated supplies against the battering rams and more small wooden pillars to delay advance.” said Merik. "What pillars do you mean Sir Merik?" the Duke asked unsure, and oblivious to what the lizardman had used during the attacks on the previous day.

Shortly after, Zatana voiced her idea "Highness, if the orcs and goblins are going all out, perhaps it is a chance to slip behind them? See if we can discover more while they are looking elsewhere. Destroy their supplies perhaps, yes?" "An idea indeed." the Duke agreed.

Balthazar then spoke up, "Before we discuss that, I feel I should share my findings. Firstly, it appears more Goblins have arrived to reinforce the losses they took yesterday. In fact, it's quite likely that we will be dealing with more today than we did yesterday."

The Duke shook his head slightly, This will certainly get worse before it gets better he thought.

"Secondly, it appears our Dwarven allies are delayed. It appears the tunnels they used to move around in the area have been collapsed. It will take some time to clear them-- assuming nothing interferes with them, I expect them to do so within a few days, perhaps a week depending on the damage." Balthazar continued.

"Hopefully the tunnels collapsing is the only issue they are facing. Such an issue would be trivial to them." the Duke said to himself.

"Lastly, some of our scouts have managed to spot their camp. While surveying the area, they had spotted an unfamiliar figure within the Orcs. Reportedly, they appeared to be humanoid, but they were not Goblin or Orc. Although we have nothing to confirm such things, I would surmise that this figure is responsible for the advanced tactics of these invaders. I'd go as far as to say that they are the brains of the operation. If we can eliminate them, then their army will fall into disarray...Unfortunately for us, it appears their campsite is constantly on the move, likely in an effort to avoid such tactics. If you wish to look for information, I'd start there, and then perhaps move to track their whereabouts." Balthazar finished, as he turned his attention to Zatana.

Someone that is not an Orc or Goblin, but somehow has themnunder their sway? what sort of person could they be? the Duke thought and questioned to himself.

"However... it is a mission fraught with risk and danger. We should not overplay our hand, especially in a precarious position like this. I think you should stay here and help us repel the next wave, and await an opportunity to strike. Of course, if an opportunity to disrupt their supply lines presents itself... then by all means." the man then looked toward both the Prince and the Duke. "What do you think, Your Majesty? And you, Duke Karstilli?" asked Balthazar. The Duke remained in thought after hearing Balthazars news.

Acrius spoke up next, "Full on melee on the sewers sounds fun- err, strategic. The orcs also seem a tantalizing option. I will, however, go where Prince Leonidas commands."
"There will hopefully be no need as the tunnel has been sealed. I have sent a small squad to go and keep watch, however one cannot be too careful." the Duke admitted. "Of course, you and your comrades are free to choose wherever you feel you would be best suited."

"I want to be where I can mess around with hostile intestines. Also, if I may suggest, we should prohibit every non-fighting citizen from having a good shit today. If the goblins manage to blow up the sewers I'd prefer that happening with as little poo as possible raining down upon us. Everybody got me?" said Manald saying his piece. "Yes, well, it is noted." the Duke nodded awkwardly as he paid attention back toward the main point of the conversation.
One of my main concerns among the rest is how to deal with their siege equipment. They appear to be somewhat out of sight or range. We have catapults of our own, but they can reach only so far themselves. The Duke took another sip from his drink before turning to Balthazar. "Is there no more information you can provide about this individual who seems to be the puppeteer of this siege?"

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It was a tedious but necessary process that took nearly an hour to go through. Rudolph and many of the other sergeants had or were still reading out the names of the fifty or so soldiers on each of their registers. It was to help identify who and how many soldiers remained. Guards patrolling the walls and the other points of concern were excluded, and previously accounted for.

As Rudolph neared the end of his list, he saw from a distance the remaining captains as they exited the keep. "How is it coming along Sergeant Kestrell?" came the voice of Captain Helt.
Rudolph let out a small irritated sigh, and even some of the soldiers in the back of gathering rolled their eyes when they saw the captain approach.
"Alright so far sir. Almost all are accounted for on my list." he replied simply. He quickly scanned his list again, "Just short by about five men sir."

"I see." replied Helt as he viewed the men arrayed. "As you were sergeant." he nodded seemingly satisfied, and the man then wandered off down the road inspecting the rest of the gatherings. Rudolph briefly watched as the man walked away before turning away shaking his head. "Alright lads, dismissed for now. But standby for future orders." he announced saluting and watching the men as they dispersed.
Rudolph slept alright, but suffered from a slight hangover from the previous night. He decided to go get some air, and see if he could get some quiet to himself. And for the first time in a while, Rudolph was in a good mood.
In about an hour or so, there would be a troop drill. They would need to go over whos still around and who wasn't. But for now, the troop could rest.

The morning air was crisp and cool, which was welcome considering how uncomfortably warm it was in the barracks. The streets were somewhat empty, with the occasional guard patrols, and citizens tending to their chores, otherwise it was quiet.

After taking some time on his walk, Rudolph noticed a familiar figure collapsed in an alley next to a tavern. Manald? He looks terrible thought Rudolph before he turned and walked away. After about a few minutes had past, he returned with a pair of buckets both filled with water. He then chucked one bucket of water onto the beastman, "Wakey wakey." said Rudolph chuckling as he did so. It startled the man awake, and then Rudolph chucked the second bucketfull, "That ones for the smell." he continued.

Shortly after, a guard from the keep appeared out of nowhere in front of the tavern, "Soldier, have you seen a large man by the name of sir Manald Halung, a member of the Royal Guard?" he asked, and Rudolph simply pointed at the man on the floor in the alley.
The guard came over and saw Manalds shamful visage, he hesistated before speaking, "Sir Manald, his higness Prince Leonidas requests your presence at the keep in about an hours time." the guard gave a brief salute before he hastily departed.

"Sounds like the Prince is up to something." Rudolph shrugged as he watched the guard leave. He turned toward Manald and gestured, "Come on, lets get something to eat."
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