A True Taste of Defeat - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
28/10/475
Log
The final straw has been drawn, an attack, an ambush, and now. They sit in open field with their weapons of war ready to fire. The cliffsiders no longer hide who they are and fly their flags high, wear their personal and strong armors proudly. Lancers, Swordmen, archers. They all stand at the ready. On the side of 'good' are the soulless, the men and women of Firmament stand to defender their homes, their lives, and their kingdom. Severall large divisions of Firmament troops, swordsman and archers stand at the ready to attack. some two hundred and fifty stand at the ready. The elite, the rookies, all stand shoulder to shoulder.
Sally reports to her superior officer, something she isn't called on to do, with a unit of her own and its independent goals, but in time of siege, such little liberties are surrendered. "Lightbringer Unit is ready to assist," she reports with a sharp salute, "We will keep them away from the walls, and make them bleed a gallon for every filthy foot print they dare to make on our sovereign soil."
Zevran follows behind Sally, his spiked heavy armor clinking as he moves. It seems he has shed his wings and claws for a suit of armor and a large horn on his nose. His signature large sword rests in its spot on his back. He stays silent as Sally addresses her superior, taking the opportunity to glance across the field at the Cliffsiders.
Bite looks out over the enemies, already prepping her firey magics. She shakes her head that it has come to this, like there aren't other problems to solve. Why they want to move in so bad when the shadow are so near is beyond her, but it is clear they are giving their all. She approaches a familiar group of individuals, and silently works on her magics. Long prep times would be better avoidied if possible.
Most of the Soulless are ready to fight, while others were mostly ready. mostly as in 'just needing to find the correct formulas' to be perfectly ready. One of those cases was the youn Mage Adept Linnefer, who had studied where all those that now faced the army of the land she lived in. "where I have those two... they are less complex than that one... should be easier to handle with one spell formula more at hand... ahh... here... the earthquacke... and the angered icewinds..." she muttered as she placed two reading singns in the book, removing one other for it.
Rainer plods right along behind Zevran, barely distinguishable from any other soldier of the Sweetwater Army clad all in a suit of heavy armour. He seems none too pleased with the outfit, though, and keeps fussing with its various parts, so preoccupied with it he fails to notice their unit coming to a stop and collides with the rhino's back. "Oof."
Walden the Armadillo is nicely armored, but he's not heavily armed with weapons or magic like most of the others. Instead the bulk of his gear appears to be medical supplies. "Wonder if anyone else I know is out there," he murmurs quietly, anxiously.
Linnefer walks some feet as she tries to gather to the group she was deignated to. The spells were all at hand, hopefully when they were needed. "uhm... Sergant? Commander? Chief? Sorry, I am not good with ranks. I was told to report for duty here. Linnefer my name." she tells the one that is closest and looks like he is in charge - which she decides by who has the most badass looking armor on him or her. And with all those spikes and thorns that is Zevan.
The commander of the Firmament forces looks at Sally. "Stand ready, they are strong. They have succeeded in several powerful attacks and strong ambushes against our forces." he looks at the man standing before him. A mix of reserve fighters and standing military forces stands here. A weakness that will cost them possibly. "Alight boys and girls. Across the field is the assault force of Cliffside, They are not a raiding force as we generally assumed when they first attack. That.. is a three hundred man .. standing assualt force. There are Rumors that they have calvery, as you can see around us.. there are simply no places for them to hide. So, with this wall out our back, we stand a chance to wipe them off the field and gain the upper than." She looks to the Soulless then. "Mages, If you could do long range support to keep their troops back, that would be wonderful, Warriors I would like you in the thick of it. Support our men and do what you do best, wreck the field." he looks to the healers. "Healers, Sadly, Most of you job will be the more.. painful one. Please assist our downed men in their final moments or get them back on their feet, We can't allow them to win here." From the enemy force a rider rides forward with a white flag.
A final salute, and Sally moves to guide her men away, "Play it smart. If we don't die, the fight will be ours. Make sure they're greeting the Creators before we do." She flashes her teeth, "Just pretend they're weak shadows. We can take on a mountain of those fiends, we can take a few conscripts sent on a suicide mission. Keep your head on straight and let's show the Good King just how good an army he has."
Zevran doesn't even move as Rainer bumps into him. "Not used to wearing all that armor? You should be glad for it. It'll probably save your life today." He says to Rainer, turning around to face the wolf. His attention is drawn by the female who addressed him. "Commander? I'm merely a soldier. She's the one you might want to talk to. Name's Zevran by the way." He replies to Linnefer before turning to listen to the commander's orders. As he hears the order for warriors, he cracks his knuckles and starts to smile. "This will be fun." He replies to Sally as he follows her. He seems as eager and confident as usual, but the look in his eyes shows that he is completely serious about the battle.
Bite nods to the commander and then looks back to the enemies, ready to move in behind the warriors. Purification almost ready, she will assist when it is time. She giggles at something and then shakes her head, refocusing.
Walden shakes his head slowly looking all somber and morose. "Nothing fun about taking the lives of fellow people," the armadillo medic states. "I'd be happiest if nobody died today on either side..."
Rainer is still rubbing his face where he got jabbed by one of the numerous armour spikes when Zevran turns to address him. "Mf. I'm not worried about that. I can't die before I've become the most famous explorer in all of Promise." He smiles lopsidedly as he falls back into step with his group, commenting cheerfully to Lin as he passes her, "If you're half as good against soldiers as you are against golems, they haven't got a chance." The sight of the rider under the white flag soon catches his eye, and he calls ahead to the vixen leading him, pointing towards the approaching soldier, "Hey! Sally! Have a look at that!"
Linnefer did her best to follow the group without dropping her tome. The Formulas were at hand and ready, she just... uhm... would need a target and line to fire along. And she was more then ready to pull her aid from the bluestream. "I just hope this new and improved formulas do their work. Tweaked them a bit at some points." she answers to Rainer, eying where he pointed "that seems to be... a Messanger of some sorts."
The rider approaches, a whitle Cheetah as she pulls her massive steed to a halt. "I've been sent to request your surrender. Upon surrender you'd be treated fairly and your city will become apart of Cliffside, You will be protected wiht our armed forces." she stands and waits. "I await your responce." She says softly while lookinga t the woman. She is wearing Heavy armor but seemling designed for agility as well, leaving some weak points in the armor.
Bite sneers. "Sounds like martial law." she hisses as she looks him over. She looks to the commander for his swift rejection.
