Empires of Ashes

Vulka: Oh?

OOC: Anyway, the troops are an hour away.

*The Kelthrovi infantry are still moving toward the cavalrymen without breaking formation*

Julia: don't matter

OOC any that set off when the messenger got back would be. however any troops he sent beforehand....
IC around this time, several cohorts of Lancearios, Sagittarii and Excursors arrive, catching up with the Levis Equites who had set off at the same time. the ranged ones of these open fire as the others begin to line up in battle formation

OOC: tired Romans, fun!

*The Kelthrovi continue to move, the only difference being that they have covered themselves with shields. So now it is a shielded schiltrom.*
/Meanwhile\
*the Dracian infantry come under fire from multiple groups of archers in unknown quantity or positions*

OOC who said anything about tired. also these are in far larger numbers than makes logical sense dude
IC their own archers quickly return fire, determining the direction of the incoming fire VERY quickly

*The Kelthrovi archers vanish, and the cavalry begin to fall back having taken substantial losses. Now free of combat Mordred brings his cavalry round and starts closing on the Kelthrovi schiltrom*

seeing the oppertunity, the lancearios move in, probing the formation, trying to lure the kelthrovi into breaking formation and attacking

*Mordred and his cavalry form a wedge and charge towards the Kelthrovi who scatter rather quickly at the prospect of eating a charge from some angry Cymriacs*

right into the spears of the lancearios and the blades of the levis equites

*Much chopping later*

*zee filthy desert savages be deaded*

*Yis*

*Once the Dracians get to inspecting the dead they realise that these were not infact nobles but slaves in little armour designed to resemble nobles*

OOC: GOR!

OOC WOT

OOC: HI!

OOC STEAM?

OOC: OKAY AND YOUR TURN!

OOC OKAY
IC they shrug and get about putting the survivors to death and cleaning up, nicking any supplies the slaves had

OOC....where'd ya go welshman?

*not much to nick*

OOC y u no steam
IC they promptly start heading back to the city while the cavalry start scouting for more

*As the cav spread out they slowly come under concentrated fire from concealed archers, severely depleting their numbers as time goes on*

the concealed archers are however, rather easy to find since they can bloody see the arrows and where they're coming from
and we both know what happens when light cavalry catches archers

Ooc: In the dark?

OOC THE DARK?!

OOC: It's night

*Some are ran down but many escape, vanishing into the night and returning to their camp*

*they all got found and killed by the cav over the course of the mught
/The next day\

Trajan in in his planning room, doing planningy things

*mordred is tending to a few lightwounds*

*knock knock*

"Come in!"

the giant form of LI enters

"Hello"

"Hello"

"You alright?"

"Your uncle requests your presence"

"I will be there momentarily"
*He finishes dealing with a light cut across his cheek*

she stays silent

"Lead the way"
*He turns to her*

she does so, rather quietly as usual

*He follows*

Things moved quickly after thorval was named king many thengul warriors form across the continent returned home for the first time in generations the thengul army was amassing

OOC: Herr Dargoth.....What has happened to your spelling?

she leads to the planning room or planny plans

OOC on phone and not paying enough attention

OOC: Ohhh okay.

"Uncle"

the first thing the other factioms noticed was that all raiding on the coast just stoped shiping lanes had been clearer then they had been for years

"Greetings Uncle"

"Ah, mordred, good. We're preparing to move out."