Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 25, 2017 17:09:21 GMT -6
Saya was deployed along her other fellow Wyvern Riders with her Captain, Raylin, a veteran Wyvern Rider, had requested that he be giving command of a small force of Bernese soldiers so that he may be allowed to deal with a bandit threat that has been plaguing the countryside of Bern, through Raylin's eyes he couldn't stand the fact that the people of Bern were being threaten by these bandits and wanted to remove them from their homeland. After having his requested approved, he was giving a small force of seventy soldiers and advanced them just outside the bandit hideout, based up in the hills.
The bandits believed that they had the advantage in this battle by staying in their castle and waited for the Bern forces to march up on the castle but instead Captain Raylin waited for 2 full weeks, trapping the bandits inside their castle, waiting for them to run out of supplies and with their morale low, Raylin could easily take the fortress and defeat the bandits while keeping losses on their side low.
After the two weeks had past, Raylin called the Bern forces to discuss their battle plan on how they would lay siege to the bandit fortress.
"Alright men and women here is our battle plan to take the bandit fortress: The enemy has barricaded themselves inside the fortress and were expecting us to attack them when we first arrived but instead we waited them out, wait for their supplies to run low and make them lose the will to fight, but now we begin our attack on the bandit stronghold and free the people from these enemies of the peace, we will deploy our forces into three groups, our wyvern group, front-line group and our armored group, the armor group shall march out first and cover our front-line group, when I give the signal, I want our rider group to move out and attack the enemy from above with swiftness and take out the castle defenders so that our other groups can safely charge the castle.I have also send out a call to arms to and mercenaries that are looking to join our side, if any of you find and mercenaries that have answered the call, send them to me at once. We do not know the exact numbers of enemies we will be facing though they may run in a group of a hundred so do not let down your guard. You are all dismissed, get ready to march in four hours."
Saya walked out of the battle tent and looked up at the sky and started thinking about the battle to come and how she was going to make a name for herself in this battle.
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Post by Euphemious on Jan 25, 2017 18:08:07 GMT -6
"Bandits", spoke Euphemious to himself as he made his way toward the Berness army camp. Euphemious was no longer a part of the army. After the rebellion had succeed Euphemious was able to restore his family name. However that was all he desired. He left not long later, mainly to fulfill some promises he made to some of his old war companions. He was visiting peoples home towns and checking up on out of the way villages. It was tiresome work, but Euphemious was happy to do it. Now that he was passing though this region he heard tells of bandits. Euphemious had taken upon himself to set his Guan Dao upon them. he had claimed a few lives himself, but never was he able to take there fortress. However the news had reached the Bernesse army and in response they had sent a force to be rid of them. It did Euphemious heart good to see the Bern army doing what it was meant to do. No longer were they fighting against there own people, but now fighting to protect them. So when they gave a call for extra aid of course Euphemious answered. He may not be a official soldier of Bern, but he was still a member of the rebellion.
"Hark who goes there", shouted one of the watchmen. It was not hard to spot the black armored Euphemious. His heavy plate armor clanked like a kitchen and his burly frame gave him constitution.
"A man seeking a good ditch to die in and a free Bern to rest his bones", spoke Euphemious. It was a old password used by the rebellion when they wanted to identify unknown faces. The password itself was mainly used by the forces commanded by Aiden. Euphemious would not have used it if he did not know who the man asking the question was. With a battled look the guard stared at the fully armored figure.
"Euphemious", he spoke after a brief moment to think.
"The one and only Bob", spoke Euphemious as he took off this helmet and revealed himself.
"Hey serg is back", shouted one of the soldiers as they lead the General toward there commander. Euphemious had never heard of this Saya. so he figured she must have joined up recently or had been apart of somebody else company.
"Maam", spoke a soldier as he walked up to the rider in charge of the operation. His back was straight and his hand just above his eye line. It was a perfect military salute one straight out of the text books. "Former Sargent Euphemious has arrived seeking to join up with the forces attacking the brigands." With that Euphemious walked up and gave his own salute. Like all the members of the heavy armor battalion Euphemious pounded his fist onto the center of his black armor. A thumping sound of solid metal echoed into the air.
"I am former Sargent Euphemious of General Aiden's core. I have come to join the volunteer forces and aid in the attack against the bandits that are raiding the countryside."
Formal, that was the way Euphemious wanted there first meeting to go. He wanted to keep things as soldier as possible. He was not with the army, but he still was army. There was no room for imformalities in his mind. He was doing a soldiers job he needed to act like one.
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Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 25, 2017 18:54:41 GMT -6
Saya was treating to her Wyvern, getting it ready until she had heard a voice she didn't know and looked back to see a knight behind her, she simply looked at the man the stood in front of her, she could tell that this man knew how to fight in a battle and could see that he didn't even fear dying out in the battlefield, something that seem odd to a young knight like herself, but before she could say anything the man had already left to see the commander. Sarah began to think to herself
"So that's the great aura that follows powerful warriors around and into battle...something I will gain when I become a great warrior myself one day."
The commander of the Army, Raylin, was inside his tent reading the battle map and was planning for any events that could happened during the battle to come. Though his focuses was broken when he heard one of the soldiers had came to tell him the someone had come to join the mercenary army and looked over at the soldier.
"Let him in."
The soldier nodded and allowed the man that was looking to join inside the tent and when Raylin saw who it was he cracked a smile and putted one hand on his side.
"Sir Euphemious, it's good to see someone like you at a time like this, some of these guys are just fresh in the boots and have yet to taste their first battle, I hope someone like you can show these new guys how a battle is fought. But enough of me talking about that let me inform of our battle plan: We have based ourselves just right outside the pathway into the bandit fortress and waited two weeks before we headed into their base in hope of them running out of supplies and begin to lose morale, our forces are small so we needed to plan on our next course of action on how we will take and I chossed with a three group attack, have our armor units move up first then out footmen follow under the cover of our armor units, and have our riders ready to pounce on the enemy from above, anything you would like to add to our battle plan?"
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Post by Ilheod on Jan 25, 2017 19:31:08 GMT -6
War did not treat the land kindly. Especially not prolonged war. When the bernese war of aggression ended and the first bandit war's ravages hadn't fully settled yet they were already embroiled in Civil war. The Rebellion may have been a just conflict, but the signs of neglect ran rife through the countryside. Fort's abandon in the mountains to the west of Bern. Eastern keeps seized by lingering fragments of Ilian resistance. Truly the state of things was still left wanting. However, rebuilding took time. The people's wounds were still fresh. It meant however that few situations could be afforded anything less than full attention.
Perhaps it had been this that drove Ilheod to personally fly out. Of the three dragon generals of Bern, he was the only one commanding wyvern forces, and the only one able to travel swiftly enough. Kelvin's famed cavalry forces were a powerful mobile force, but mountainous Bern left as many obstacles for them as it did all other land-locked forces. So it was, that he'd left the garrison at Bern Proper under Alexander's command, as well as the rest of the Nightwings. With just a small unit of honor guard that he was forced to (grudgingly) accept with him, he left to over see one of the more recent operations within the bernese countryside. A keep seized by brigands. Brigands! That such an advantageous and important fortification would not be within the hands of the bernese military was absolutely unthinkable, and unacceptable.
Would that he could've deployed more forces to assist or even depart with his personal unit he would have. However Bern was fraught with threats. In the west, Bernese people were plagued with a winged menace beyond human threat. Monsters that sought to steal the skies from the people of Bern. A place that should've been gazed upon with pride and safety, instilled with terror. With Kelvin's soon departure to Sacae, and his forces transferal under Ilheod's command, the aging Dragon General wouldn't let them go to waste. Units had been mobilized and deployed through out Bern in similar smaller scale operations such as this one.
The bernese general landed in a low dive to the campsite after a moment to observe the deployment thus far, his small guard flying in behind him after a brief delay. The male's armor clattering as he hopped off the colossal wyvern who'd been his mount since his squire days, nearly thirty years prior. Astareus' tail briefly flicking through the dirt as the monstrous armored wyvern sniffed to the air. Scent of friendly forces being picked out as it familiarized itself, Ilheod's palm clapping to it while he turned to move for the largest of tents. Familiar enough with military encampments to know where the commanding officers would be at-least. Though Astraeus followed, the wyvern was slower, and guided by his rider's direction as Ilheod rested his hand to the hilt of his blade strapped firmly to his hip. He was still trying to get used to the armor fashioned for him as a sign of office. The heavier armor offering more protection at the shoulders and limbs while retaining the protection around the torso. His older crimson armor certainly preferred, or even the gargoyle bone armor, he found the sleeker steel and black armor of his office to be more of a formality. The winged helm that he wore still tightly nestled to restrain crimson hair. His left eye was still obscured behind an eye-patch, and his emerald one scanning quietly as he moved to speak with the guards of the ten.
"Ilheod Donsen, Dragon General, requesting entrance. I am here to observe the missions objective fulfillment."
His tone was low and contained much of the gravel that he always did, but Ilheod still spoke as if genuinely requesting permission. Despite already having settled into his position over the past few months, it still didn't always sink that he commanded a third of Bern's military. Even then though, he had to report to the high consul. Even when one hit the highest rank the military could offer..there was always someone above. It was almost comforting. Almost.
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Post by Euphemious on Jan 25, 2017 19:57:39 GMT -6
It seemed that Euphemious held a measure of respect still. The General expected all that to have dried up after he left. However it seemed that the men and women of the Bern military still remembered there old Sargent. Euphemious did teach a few of there newer Sargent so it was to be expected. Still for the commander to ask him for advice, it showed a lot of respect. Euphemious would have to honor that. The general thought for a moment on the situation as the man explained it to him. The enemy had been starved out for two weeks. There was no doubt that it hampered there moral, but that wold do little toward there stomachs. Well if they were a organized force that is. If Euphemious was on the other side of that wall he would have rationed food. so the brigands would still have some fight left in them. However he was not so sure about these cutthroats. Still a wall siege would take a lot of casualties. Euphemious had been in one of those during the war and he knew the hardship of it. He himself had been apart of the battering ram squad. The boys on the ladders had it far worse than they did and they had hot oil poured over there heads.
"I would suggest that you use the wyverns to drop soldiers onto the wall", spoke Euphemious after thinking on it. It seemed like the best solution to him. If they dropped infantry from the Wyverns onto the walls they can gain ground for a ladder group to set up. Not only that but the Wyverns could keep them busy. The only down side came if the enemy had arrows, but if they panned the drop right they could pull it off while taking minimum casualties.
Before Euphemious could say more Ilheod had approached the command tent. The Generals eyes lit up like fire works as he heard the voice. It had been a long time since the two of them had spoken. Ilheod had a new and high position now and Euphemnious was a freelancer. it was going to be a interesting conversation later, Euphemious could guess that. However this meeting requited some protocal. As the call came for Ilheod to enter Euphemious took up his salute. Formalities had to be kept. Order had to be preserved. Euphemious knew that more than anyone. He was the one drilling into the recruits a few months prior.
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Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 25, 2017 20:19:36 GMT -6
The sight of seeing one of the three Dragon Generals themselves was enough to the freshly trained knights to boost up their morale and some of the knights began speaking to each-other about the arrive of Dragon General Ilheod.
"Hey isn't that General Ilheod himself, what's he doing here?"
"Who cares why he's here, with a Dragon General on our side, we got this battle in the bag, no problem."
Saya watched Ilheod as he walked through the encampment, Saya had never had the chance to meet one of the Dragon Generals in person and she believed that this would be a good sight for her to see one of the Dragon Generals in battle personally and would give her a great chance to learn from the coming battle and begin to think to herself.
"So one of the Dragon Generals is here to join the battle...well I'd would have guess he would have better things to do then deal with petty bandits but here he is."
Raylin could agree with Euphemious on his idea on his plan and began to speak to him to give his own opinion on his choice of action.
"I could see the usefulness of using our Wyverns to drop the soldiers on the wall but as you said enemy archers would be a problem for us which is why I picked this course of action but maybe I'm overthinking things so I go with your idea and see how it plays out and-"
Before Raylin could finish speaking, one of the soldiers had showed and allowed Ilheod into the commander's tent and to Raylin it came as a small shock to him as he was not expecting one of the Dragon Generals to be a part of this battle but nonetheless he gave a small bow to the general and began to speak to him.
"General Ilheod, what brings you here to the encampment, well I think we both know why your here so I'll give you a rundown of our new battle plan in a second."
Raylin walked over to a chest that held a few maps of the area and began looking through the chest to find the right one to plan their next course of action.
"Just give me a few seconds sir, I'm simply looking for the right map of this area."
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Post by Ilheod on Jan 25, 2017 20:47:19 GMT -6
Quietly, he let Astraeus' reigns go and began to move into the tent. The five riders behind him following quietly, each one purely scanning with visible distrust. Guards were meant to detect threats after all. With their wyverns waiting patiently outside the tent, the armored commander entered, bowing his head quietly at the greetings by the former Rebellion Sergeant as the man saluted, before quietly turning with precise step and turning on his heel to face the commanding officer. Ilheod's single eye fixated upon the man as he questioned him before inquiring as to the brief lapse before expounding upon his plan further. Ilheod quietly waved a hand dismissively before he spoke in his standard cut and edge tone.
"By all means, continue. I am here to simply assist on a personal level. Forces are allocated all across Bern, and we can't afford to send entire companies idly. So we've deployed small units on a more individual level to offer direct assistance with combat or facilitation. Thus why I am here. I would've come alone, but the consul insists that each of the dragon generals has an honor guard at any moment. Old precautions from Saturous's impressions no doubt on Aiden. I remember the concerns well."
Of-course, he spoke of his first meeting with the commanders of the rebellion. When Euphemious allowed him to enter the council chambers of the rebel leaders, Saturous had pointedly explained the dangers of letting anyone in on the guise that Ilheod himself could've been an assassin meant for Aiden. To a degree, that may have impacted their decision. He still remembered the man pointing a dagger at Aiden, and that lingering phrase. "Oh hello, I'm good with throwing knives, your all dead! No wait, I am a mage and just killed the leader of the rebellion from across the room!"
Or something to that effect. The commander moved over towards his old rebel comrade's side, hand still resting on his blade's pommel while he turned to look at the table of which plans were strewn before speaking in a quieter tone.
"It is good to see you again old friend. I did not expect to see you active within Bern again. Though I guess old habits die hard."
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Post by Euphemious on Jan 25, 2017 21:20:42 GMT -6
Now this was a bit funny, thought Euphemious to himself. Ilheod very presence sent the commander into a fret. Well it was a understood fret. Ilehod was a dragon general after all. It took Euphmeious a bit to full process that idea. Sure Ilheod had always commanded men, but he was originally just a wyvern squad commander. Now he was leading a huge portion of the nation of Berns forces, astonishing. Since the foundation of Bern as its own independent nation everything changed and it changed so fast. If Euphemious had stayed on he wondered what kind of position he would have been in. It would probably be higher than Sargent he knew that. He probably would have been a commander or something. However he denied the option and took his leave. There were other things in life and he had fulfilled his obligations. Still he was back here again, fighting for his nation.
"Can't reach a old dog new tricks", spoke Euphemious despite the fact that he was not really old. "I was in the area running some favors for my cousins. I am sure you have heard of Lady Lowlander by now. I heard about the bandit attacks and began to hunt down a few of them. Then the army swept in and you know I am a soldier at heart. I could not simply sit back and watch even if I am not a part of the armed forces."
"Speaking of which", spoke Euphemious as he stepped forward and pulled a map out of his shoulder armor. The General placed the map down onto the table. It was a map of the region they were currently at. The map however covered both places and the elevation. Euphemious had it crafted by a map maker once he started to fight the brigands in the region. "If you place your riders here the sun can block them from view. That way by the time the enemy archers can draw there bows the riders will already be flying pass. The only problem you would face is the fact that the soldiers you drop will have to go for a rolling landing. If you send mainly sword and axe units they can tie a seal around there weapons to prevent them from falling out and break it once they get to there feet. It will lower there reaction time by a few seconds, but it will take the risk of the riders being shot by hidden archers away", spoke the General. He left his map on the table for the man to use. He would not have much use for it afterwards anyway.
"Ill, I mean Dragon General, do you have anyting to say on this. I know you are a expert at Wyvern tactics and could give a far better response than I could", spoke Euphemious. The time for informal conversation was over. It was back to the rank and file for the General. The two could always talk on the battlefield. For some strange reason despite the idea being terrible Euphemious always felt alright having a conversation on the battlefield.
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Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 25, 2017 22:07:43 GMT -6
Raylin looked back over and saw that the General had already had a map on him and laughed to himself at the fact that he was the 'commander' of this battle but yet wasn't fully prepared but with that out of the way he walked back over to the table and took a look the general's map but before he could do that he remembered he had to inform the Dragon General of their plan on how to take down the fortress.
General Ilheod I still need to inform you of our battle plan on how we will take down the enemy fortress so here it is: We have based ourselves just right outside the pathway into the bandit fortress and waited two weeks before we headed into their base in hope of them running out of supplies and begin to lose their morale, our forces are small so we needed to plan on our next course of action on how we will take and I went with a three group attack, have our armor units move up first then have our footmen follow under the cover of our armor units, and have our riders ready to pounce on the enemy from above but Sir Euphemious here said that we should use the Wyverns to carry our troops up the bandit fortress but I'd said that such a move would be risky but just an attack would most likely have a good effect on our side of the battle but I just want to get your say in the matter before we head out in three hours."
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Post by Ilheod on Jan 25, 2017 22:33:44 GMT -6
Ilheod stepped forward quietly, gazing to the map with arms folding across his chest. His left arm lined with palm bracing against armored forearm, and his right hand lifted so gloved digits quietly stroked at his chin. His single eye scanning the distance between their camp's rough location and the seized keep. Ilheod's fingers lightly tracing the curvature of his jawline while he studied the dimensions and size of the walls. Dredging up personal recollection of the keep as well, the Dragon General mulled over the man's initial plan before pondering Euphemious's suggestion. Indeed, utilizing wyverns to deploy shock troops was a tactic that had been utilized in Bern's rather seasoned military histories. Especially for scaling fortress walls. However they did not, in his mind, have the numbers to adequately execute the plan. There was a brief pause, before Ilheod lowered his hands and pressed his palms to the wooden table with him leaning over it quietly.
"I believe...that would traditionally be a good idea. Tactics like that are fairly common in Bernese warfare. I see a flaw in it though, given our units size. We do not have the numbers to adequately screen for ranged fire while transporting forces atop the fortress. Not beyond a small number of men. Which would essentially not be enough to take any sizable part of the fortress itself. Not to mention, any younger wyverns are going to have a much harder time. While it's true, that Bernese military doctrine requires all wyverns to be capable of carrying multiple armored riders, younger ones are simply too slow to avoid even a basic assault. With how high up they'd be, that also doubles the casualties of each fallen rider. "
He paused for a moment, scanning the map further before speaking quietly.
"The only way I can see it being effective...is utilizing my wyvern, and my escort. Their all seasoned riders with well trained wyverns. We could bring a small unit. Maybe three or four men at most. If we do it fast, and we keep it quiet until the lads are on the wall, they can open up some breathing room for the forces trying to enter the fortress directly. Then the wyvern riders can screen for them freely as well."
The aging commander took a step back from the table and went back to his seemingly default standing poise with one arm at his side and his other hand resting atop the pommel of his blade.
"That, however is just my initial speculation from what I know. This is still your operation commander, and you may follow stratagems as you see fit. I am merely here to observe and advise if asked. You'll know your men better than I."
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Post by Euphemious on Jan 25, 2017 23:30:21 GMT -6
Ilheod had given his opinion on the matter. It was quality information that could turn the tide of battle from disastrous to victory. Still the way things were going it looked like Euphemious plan was going to be rejected. The only way it would work was if Ilheod got involved. Euphemious was sure that the commander was not going to let that happened. If Euphemious was in his position he would , but only because he was a betting man. The danger far outstretched the reward. If Ilheod was injured or even killed in the operation that would be his career. Even more so when they find out the plan came from a volunteer member of the force. Still thought Euphemious did not want to see this turn into a full on wall climber. Many of there soldiers will die.
"If you do decided to go with Ilheods altercation I would gladly volunteer to be a part of the force that drops on the wall. My heavier armor and combat experience can give me a edge that other soldiers do not have. However if you decide to go with the more tradition route and scale the walls I would like to volunteer to be one of the first men on the ladders. The last time we were at a siege I was at the gate. I saw to many of our men die on the ladders. If they had more armor they might have stood a better chance", spoke the General. In truth thought Euphemious did not want to do the ladders. It was the most dangerous position and his armor would prove to be a detriment. However he did not want to pass that job onto a younger soldier. If they were going to scale the walls he should be among the first. The idea of some young kid dieing while he sat in a comfortable position did not sit well with Euphemious.
"Over all however commander it is your choice. Your command and your orders. I will go where you need me to be and follow whatever role you will put me in."
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Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 26, 2017 15:32:59 GMT -6
Raylin looked down and closed his eyes to think about the choices that were before him, he didn't like the idea of running a risky battle plan so his say to that choice was pretty clear to everyone, after some time thinking he looked back up and began to speak on his final choice on the battle plan to take down the enemy fortress.
"We will stay with my choice of the battle plan, while using the Wyverns to carry our soldiers onto the wall could be a great help to us in this battle but with such a small force I fear that such a choice could quickly go bad and could cost us the lives of those men. We shall create a ram from a tree to use for our armor units to cover while the rest of our forces bring up the ram to bring down the gate. We will fall upon them like water on a rock, strike hard and fast and never let up on them until we have won. I shall personally lead the ram and the rest of our forces to the fortress in battle. Euphemious, I would like you to lead our armored forces in this battle, I hope that the armored unit can cover the main force's approach on the castle, expect to be fired upon by arrow volleys but do not let that stop you,General Ilheod, you may choose what role you wish to play in this battle. If we can bring down the castle gate then this battle is as good as won. If there is nothing else that you two need to inform me about then I need to get everything ready for the coming battle."
After getting done speaking with the two Raylin started to walk out of commanders tent and started getting the resources needed for the coming battle ready to go for when the time comes to head off into battle.
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Post by Ilheod on Jan 26, 2017 18:00:41 GMT -6
Ilheod quietly listened as the commander broke down his over all plan. A sound one. A safe one. Nothing ill could be said of the mind who prioritized the safest plans. Slow or steady could have faults to be sure, but when the lives of others was concerned it became a justifiable one. The Dragon General quietly folded his arms over his chest once more in thought, gaze lowered before his single eye closed, thinking for a moment before nodding as the commander dismissed himself. Ilheod would make use of his own talents and his guard as best he could. If there was aught to be done, he would find use for it. Pending the time in which the siege took place, the former commander of the Nightwings would be actively ensuring he pushed his stratagem into motion to line up with the former commanders. Once the man dismissed himself, Ilheod spoke to Euphemious with a quiet tone; gaze directing towards the folded tent flaps as he briefly caught a quick glance of his wyvern idly looking about.
"It seems your role in this battle will be a familiar one. The knights should be in good hands. I will have to wait for my openings to present themselves, but know that I'll support you from above."
Ilheod quietly turned after a pause, walking out of the tent to his wyvern's side. He didn't need to find any place int he camp to occupy himself, but would simply wait in an open space to formulate his own methods for the upcoming siege. By the time he got to the wyvern, it was quietly examining him. The aging commander placed a hand to Astraeus's neck and patted him meatily twice while tugging at the reigns. Guiding the colossal mount slowly while his honor guard silently followed the general's path. Their own wyverns following without guidance.
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Post by Euphemious on Jan 26, 2017 18:23:41 GMT -6
As the commander left Euphemious let out a long sigh. The planning period was over and the operation would run off its default plan. Euphemious wanted to avoid this type of warfare. It was hard on the men. It was safe from a valuable people point of view, but it also placed the men in a position to be killed. Seige warfare favored the men in the castle. Still Euphemious kept this all to himself. He had presented his case and the commander had made a decision. If he wanted the right to make those kind of choices he should have either stayed away or joined up with the army. He had done neither of the two and as a result he lost the option.
"Indeed it will be like the first time we captured a castle. I can only prey that the bandits put up far a lesser fight then the guards did last time." With that Euphemious moved to go where the Knights were located. He was going to have to introduce himself and let them know they were going to be under his command. He was grateful for the position of leadership, grunt worked always sucked, but at the same time he felt as if he was slighting the current Knight leader. The man had worked his way into the position and now it was being taken away from him by some guy who refused to join the armed forces. At the very least thought Euphemious would need to lead the mans men well. No casualties on the knights end, the general told himself. He repeated it once in his head and then stopped. It was a unrealistic goal. People were going to die.
As Euphemious searched for the knights he began to wonder around the camp. His path took him straight by a blue hair wyvern rider. A bit lost Euphemious stopped and turned toward her. His heavy armor gave off a loud clank as his body suddenly turned and came to a halt. "Excuse me", spoke the General. "You would not happen to know where the knights are being mustard. I was told to meet them and prepare them for the upcoming battle. However I can't seem to find them, which is a bit weird. You would think the most heavy armored troop would be the easiest to spot."
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Saya
Wyvern Rider
Posts: 23
Profession: Bernese Wyvern Rider
Affinity: Ice
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Post by Saya on Jan 26, 2017 21:05:15 GMT -6
Saya was readying her armor and lance for the coming battle until she heard the loud sound of clanking armor coming at her, Saya could easily guess who was coming to speak to her and turned around to find the general was asking her where the other knights were located. Saya knew where everything was in the camp and started to point him in the right direction.
"Um the other knights should be at the left side of the encampment, if they are not there then they should be training at the drill grounds at the southern part of the encampment, most likely getting ready for the coming battle."
After sending off the general to his location she looked back at her wyvern and began to speak to it.
"So this is gonna be our first real battle together, let just hope we do great out there and win this battle."
Meanwhile back at Raylin's personally tent.
Raylin was just arriving at his personally tent and looked over at his paladin armor and silver sword and began to talk to himself while putting on the armor at the same time.
"Well it's sure been a long time since I went out on the front lines, let's see if I'm still just as good as I was back then."
Raylin grabbed his sword and looked over at where he could see the enemy fortress and began to think to himself about the coming battle and the newly trained soldiers that would be in this battle.
"So, it's time to see if these younglings have what it takes to fight and live through a real battle but still, I wonder what our enemy has planned for our today?"
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