Osano watched as his armis approached the gates, and as the gate closed on them. He watched the constructs fall into the hidden trenches and ordered them to fall back slightly. He landed by his forces as York came to him. Osano jumped off Slogon and grapped York angrily, "You almost had who? Your orders where to get the damned gate open, not go hunting after glory. Had you been there the blasted thing might be open now!" he pointed towards the shut gate, "Change of plans!"

Osano mounted his dragon once more and pulled York up on with him. Slogon climbed altitude quickly and then began diving back down to earth. The dragon put her feet down to catch the ground and they landed with a large tremor on top of the gate which was now in pieces. Slogon opened her mouth as fire erupted from it burning many of the men protecting the gate. Osano grabbed York's arm and leaped off the dragon and ordered her to circle Ald'Ruhn. He drew his sword...


OOC: if the goodies are destined to win then the baddies are going to give them a run for there money. or would you rather ruin this by winning by a lot?

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Aug 19 2005, 10:09 PM

posting

York was still disoriented by what had happened when he landed inside the walls of the city, he drew his blade and shook off the confusion.

This guy is insane...

He began fighting nearby soldiers but stayed near Osano, to try and figure out what he wanted him to do.

"Osano, what are we doing!?" York yelled as he cut down a few more soldiers

Sel desperately looked around for somewhere to help - everything needed help, it was hard to tell who needed it most.

Then he saw the dragon come down on the gates. He also spotted York and ran after him.

The Dragon wasn't give the chance to execute Osano's order, at least, not without some serious diffucult.. Both V'anul and Anara leapt on the Dragon after Osano dismounted. Anara drove her Spear into the great beast's hide, while V'anul drove his claws into the Dragon's right eye.

Meanwhile the priests frantically went to work healing those who had survived the dragon's flames. Luckily, many were Dunmer, and their innate flame resistance saved them. Barely.

Fenris rushed to intercept the two Generals, Osano and York. Without them the army would be without a driving force.

"We're taking Ald'Ruhn!" Osano yelled back to York. He saw the two werewolves jump on the dragon but ignored them. He also saw Fenris running towards him. Osano sprinted towards the wall--the first prioririty he gave himself. He dragged his sword through archers and mages alike dodging arrows and spells as he ran along the wall, "York attack the archers!" he ordered. He glanced out towards his army when an idea struck. He commanded them to march in a single collumn 3 constructs wide. The ones in the front would pile up in the trench and create a construct bridge for the rest of them.


OOC: knowing york though he'll go after sel

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Aug 19 2005, 10:25 PM

Serene helped the priests as much as she could.....putting her hands to open wounds, casting healing-spells and also delivered potions......she did not talk nor look around, just healed as fast as she could...

a heavy fog fell around the city of vivec, shrouding everything in a white blanket. Everything was silent, not even the bugs where chirping, the air was thick with tention, waiting for the quiet peace to be shattered, for it could not last for long.

meanwhile in the city of vivec, small battalions of troops left silently out of the city and into the fog, silently moving around and through the attacking army. some assasins making quick work of the undead, befre they could make a sound to alert their presence.

On the otherside of vivec, several small ships that had been kept sheltered in the sewers, left out into the ocean carrying women and children. Even the babes knew to keep silent, their mothers holding them against their bossom. Scared eyes peered into the blind whiteness, as they made their silent and undetectable escape from vivec.

The poison had run its course, and the sylphs had begun to recuperate from the chocking experience that happeed earlier that day. more sylphs had begun to arrive from other parts of vvardenfell and nirn as the word was spread beneath the sea.

York looked around the battlefield and he didn't see Sel anywhere so he obeyed the orders from Osano and headed for the archers nearby. He started to kill the archers as he saw what Osano's army was doing.

Perfect...wish I'd thought of that...

As he continued fighting the archers he looked for Ryan, but quickly dismissed his search and went back to killing the archers.

Fenris broke off Pursuit of Osano. The formation the Constructs had assumed was far too tempting. He ride a minor shout over the gate, landing him a short distance from the Construct column.

Osano, you're a terrible strategist to forget about me He thought as he drew in breath.

He let out one of his more powerful shows, which crushed the first ten rows of constucts of in the column flat, and threw their wreckage into the rest. Domino effect.

Meanwhile, Anara and V'anul continued Attack Slogon, remaining on the Dragon so it couldn't get at them with any ease. The enchantments on Anara's spear, particularly the frost one, were causing the Dragon a deal of damage. V'anul had already gouged out one eye. Dragons did have tough hides, but Werewolves were know for being inordinately strong.

Seeing so many of the constructs fall near the breaching point, York picked up a bow and a few arrows from the dead archers and began to fire arrows with little accuracy at the man causing most of the damage.(Fenris)

Come on...come on.

The goal wasn't to kill him or even hurt him but to distract him from the constructs.

Fenris didn't even bother, he was distracted long enough to notice York had enough talent in Archery to label him as a non-threat, before turning back to the constructs. Fenris wore his full Nordic mail in any case, so he was fairly certain if York hit, it wouldn't be much of one.

Another shout, more constructs down.

Osano jumped off the wall and took cover behind some rubble to regain himself. He looked at the damage done to the town which was very little and stepped out into the open waiting for someone to challenge him.

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Slogon roared and shot fire through the air illumintaing the night sky. She began flapping her wings and very soon was airborn. She flew straight upwards in an attempt to get the werewolves off of her.


OOC: cats always land on there feet but do werewolves? muahaha

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Aug 19 2005, 10:56 PM

York knew he couldn't stop him with a bow, he'd just hoped to annoy him into fighting with him. With no success he started to kill more of the soldiers and looked around carefully for any of the important humans in the area.

Commanders and generals were obviously here somewhere but where? Mixed in with the common soldiers below?

Pitiful that these people fight alongside their soldiers...

He continued to stand looking over the battlefield for anyone of importance.

V'anul struggled to maintain his grip, and dug his claws inbetween Slogon's scales. Anara had a easier time, she just thrust her spear back into the hole she managed to put in Slogon's hide, and dug her claws into it along with the spear.

You asked for it, Anara thought angrily, and began plunging the spear deeper, both getting a better hold, while injuring Slogon further.

Konrad walked back into the town, finding the Rat in the Pot. He picked up a matze from behind the coutner and popped the cork off, downing it quickly. He went downstairs and sat on the floor quietly, his sword in his lap.

Osano noticed Fenris blowing away his constructs and casually walked up behind him, arrows falling around him. He grabbed Fenris' shoulder and spun him around and punched him across the face.


OOC gone for a few

Otik heard cyies of fellow archers and turned only to see York slaughtering them and othe soldiers.

How dare he!? I'll teach that liitle....

Otik aimed for York's back and let the arrow fly. He smiled when the arrow hit it's mark and shoot another arrow in his left so he would fall down*


*hint hint

Fenris stumbled back. For a moment he cursed the open-face of the Nordic mail helmet. He shook his head to clear it, before raising his sword. "Thats it Ash-skin, we're finishing what we starting in Caldera," he swsaid, then swung his sword in a horizontal arc at Osano.

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Konrad sighed, then walked upstairs again. He picked a few botetles of flin up from behind the bar and walked out of the inn again, drinking his 3rd bottle.