Gilbrecht Egling - Knight Commander of the Order of The Red Sun
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Vitus Garmmen - Scribe for The Order of The Red Sun
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So what part of keeping conflicts private do people not understand?
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COUNTER SPELL*
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Apologies for the disruption, please return to your smutty rps
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There's technically no rule against it...but there REALLY should be
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This week I am both moving, and am somewhat sick, so there shall be delays on posts. Apologies!
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Cerdic was hauled to his feet by two Knights, the man slick with the blood of mutants and Beastman. They got him to his feet with a none-too gentle yank, but he didn't care. They were allies at the moment, as far as he was concerned. The Knight astride his powerful warhorse held his sword pointed towards Hilde a moment longer, before roaring an order for his men to clear the area for any more monsters. He sheathed his unbloodied sword, and lifted his Sallet helmet to reveal a handsome, albeit aging face. His powerful beard had refined streaks of silver to accentuate the black of his hair. "Commander Gilbrecht Egling of the Order of the Red Sun, at your service." he said, his voice cultured.
Cerdic was pushed out into the open to stagger beside Hilde, his breath coming in rasps and his face still streaked with filth. "Sergeant Cerdic." the man said, still catching his breath. "We were with a caravan of troops that were ransacked by Chaos spawn. Not just these Beastman either. There were demon champions with them." The news, coupled with Hilde's begging for water, had Gilbrecht's eyes widen. "Get them up on the horses. We ride back for Castle Geweiht!" he called out, and soon shouts began to fill the air as the men who had circled the tree line fell back into formation. The Commander took Hilde himself, hauling her up upon his charger. "Fear not m'lady, we'll get you some food and water post haste." His next words were powerful. "We ride!"
The Reikland Knights began their gallop, wading through the forest with surprising accuracy and speed. It was barely an hour later when they burst out of the mist like terrifying apparitions on Geheimnisnacht. Before them was a classic stone Caslte nestled into the side of a stout, tree covered mountain. The walls were thick and taller than two horsemen stacked atop one another. Patrols strode to and from behind the wall's parapets, and one man called out that the Commander and his Knights were approaching. The Gates began to open inexorably as men pushed with all of their might.
The horsemen trotted in, and halted in the small courtyard. It was a place of dirt and haystacks, with a small armory and smith to the back left, and various doors lined the inner walls that led into the halls of the fortress. "Water!" Gilbrecht cried out. "Fetch some water!" As he called, there was a peasant woman already hustling over with a ladle of clear water, handing it to Hilde. Cerdic and the Knight he rode with almost tumbled off the horse, the Sergeant was so exhausted. A few of the knights laughed at the spectacle, but the one he rode in with cursed him for a fool and a churl.
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Cerdic was pushed out into the open to stagger beside Hilde, his breath coming in rasps and his face still streaked with filth. "Sergeant Cerdic." the man said, still catching his breath. "We were with a caravan of troops that were ransacked by Chaos spawn. Not just these Beastman either. There were demon champions with them." The news, coupled with Hilde's begging for water, had Gilbrecht's eyes widen. "Get them up on the horses. We ride back for Castle Geweiht!" he called out, and soon shouts began to fill the air as the men who had circled the tree line fell back into formation. The Commander took Hilde himself, hauling her up upon his charger. "Fear not m'lady, we'll get you some food and water post haste." His next words were powerful. "We ride!"
The Reikland Knights began their gallop, wading through the forest with surprising accuracy and speed. It was barely an hour later when they burst out of the mist like terrifying apparitions on Geheimnisnacht. Before them was a classic stone Caslte nestled into the side of a stout, tree covered mountain. The walls were thick and taller than two horsemen stacked atop one another. Patrols strode to and from behind the wall's parapets, and one man called out that the Commander and his Knights were approaching. The Gates began to open inexorably as men pushed with all of their might.
The horsemen trotted in, and halted in the small courtyard. It was a place of dirt and haystacks, with a small armory and smith to the back left, and various doors lined the inner walls that led into the halls of the fortress. "Water!" Gilbrecht cried out. "Fetch some water!" As he called, there was a peasant woman already hustling over with a ladle of clear water, handing it to Hilde. Cerdic and the Knight he rode with almost tumbled off the horse, the Sergeant was so exhausted. A few of the knights laughed at the spectacle, but the one he rode in with cursed him for a fool and a churl.
@Austronaut
The shining silver substance in the vial shined off Hilde's pupils. It gave off a very faint, eerie glow that couldn't even illuminate the shadow of the tree they leaned against. The rough and ready soldier eyed the thing, soaking in what she had just told him and letting it filter into his mind as he began to think. "“I am Hilde, and thank you for saving me back there," she said, the hopelessness in her voice evident. This close together, they could each feel the heated breath of the other. "Cerdic." was all he said, only giving her a glance between his constant vigil of the surrounding area.
He felt like they were out in the open, waiting to be slaughtered. There weren't even any other trees close enough to be completely visible in the obscuring mist. Just open ground with patches of grass, at least 10 feet around in all directions, save the tree they were pressed against. No branches low enough to grab either. He clenched his jaw, the coarse 5'oclock shadow on his neck roiling as he swallowed. "By Sigmar's hammer, we're not going to give up. And if you decide you do, then I'll take the thing and run. But these Chaos Spawn slaughtered my men. I'll be damned before I give them the satisfaction of my surrender."
Almost as if on cue, a baying roar sounded just out of their line of sight, directly before them. Heavy footsteps followed, and a Beastman with the head of a goat came charging out, mist trailing off its powerful shoulders. It held two wicked maces, and a necklace of still-bleeding human ears hung around its furred neck. The sight would be daunting to most, but it only made Cerdic angrier. They were the ears of his comrades! He pushed off the tree and ripped his sword out of its scabbard, meeting the Beastman at the center of the small, cursed glade. Other monstrosities trailed behind it, but before him the sergeant only saw this one.
He halted just before their weapons hit, letting the first mace fly wild before parrying the second one, pressing his offhand against the flat of his blade to provide extra strength to the block. With surprising subtlety, he slid the blade down the Mace's haft and shoved the point into the creature's side. It let out a pitiful, baying cry before he withdrew his blade, and decapitated the Beastman.
More and more began to pour out of the forest, and it suddenly looked so utterly hopeless for Cerdic and Hilde, before Sigmar decided to give them the one blessing that they needed most. The heavy footfalls of the charging Beastman were drowned out by the thundering sound of hooves from behind them, and the next Ungor that was to strike at Cerdic was impaled upon a well crafted Lance wielded by what appeared to be a Knight in full plate armor. Suddenly horses began to whinny and men cried out warcries as a contingent of heavy cavalry slammed into the horde of attackers and rode them over like so much vermin.
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He felt like they were out in the open, waiting to be slaughtered. There weren't even any other trees close enough to be completely visible in the obscuring mist. Just open ground with patches of grass, at least 10 feet around in all directions, save the tree they were pressed against. No branches low enough to grab either. He clenched his jaw, the coarse 5'oclock shadow on his neck roiling as he swallowed. "By Sigmar's hammer, we're not going to give up. And if you decide you do, then I'll take the thing and run. But these Chaos Spawn slaughtered my men. I'll be damned before I give them the satisfaction of my surrender."
Almost as if on cue, a baying roar sounded just out of their line of sight, directly before them. Heavy footsteps followed, and a Beastman with the head of a goat came charging out, mist trailing off its powerful shoulders. It held two wicked maces, and a necklace of still-bleeding human ears hung around its furred neck. The sight would be daunting to most, but it only made Cerdic angrier. They were the ears of his comrades! He pushed off the tree and ripped his sword out of its scabbard, meeting the Beastman at the center of the small, cursed glade. Other monstrosities trailed behind it, but before him the sergeant only saw this one.
He halted just before their weapons hit, letting the first mace fly wild before parrying the second one, pressing his offhand against the flat of his blade to provide extra strength to the block. With surprising subtlety, he slid the blade down the Mace's haft and shoved the point into the creature's side. It let out a pitiful, baying cry before he withdrew his blade, and decapitated the Beastman.
More and more began to pour out of the forest, and it suddenly looked so utterly hopeless for Cerdic and Hilde, before Sigmar decided to give them the one blessing that they needed most. The heavy footfalls of the charging Beastman were drowned out by the thundering sound of hooves from behind them, and the next Ungor that was to strike at Cerdic was impaled upon a well crafted Lance wielded by what appeared to be a Knight in full plate armor. Suddenly horses began to whinny and men cried out warcries as a contingent of heavy cavalry slammed into the horde of attackers and rode them over like so much vermin.
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@LauderAch, ye wee Grobi! Yer armies are boot tae be sundered and flattened by oor axes n' hammers!
Was I Scottish there, or Dwarvish? The world may never know.
Was I Scottish there, or Dwarvish? The world may never know.
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@BrithwyrNo, I just have an interest in these things. I'm a history and classics student and Scotland is my fav country tbh. I've visited though, and have a bit of celtic blood in me. I'm a mutt though. White and native american.
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@MortarionIt's alright. I'm still reading posts. Got kinda half distracted too.
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