May. 10, 2006 War Of The Regions Part 2
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In the early morning, after three days, July got up and went to his dragon stables where he found his enormous black dragon laying in the metal stable saddled and ready. The dragon got up slowly, lazily, and let out a mighty roar shaking the ground and the stables."Glad to see you in a good mood Razor," July said saracastically. He mounted his dragon, and set off toward the village Hla Oad to meet his legion. He was almost to the village when he saw a mass rectangle of white. When he got closer to the ground he spotted the Silvanesti Flag flying. He landed with a great thud, momentarily shaking the ground, he climbed of his mount and was greeted by Bandit, his wing man. Bandit saluted and said, "I have the Legion ready to go, all we're waiting for is your command my Lord." Bandit finished with a bow. July looked around at his men, who all wore white armor with tower shields that bore the wolf pack symbol, there helmets all had blue feathers going down the middle of the helm, top to back. July felt proud just at the sight of his legion, they once served under his father, and now they serve under him as veterans. It did intimidate July a little since he had very litlte battle experience, and felt he might get alot of unwanted advice, or even be overthrown with his lack of experience. Nevertheless, July was careful not to show any fear, for his father had taught him the respected attributes of a great leader."We leave for Andarseth!" July yelled boldly. There was a cheer from the army letting July know they, too, were ready.
About a week went by and they were slowly approaching Andarseth. July and his fellow dragon riders went up ahead to scout the area, when they found the border fort with the Wood Elf flag flying above. Luckily, it was dark and the black dragons were hard to see, so the fort alarm never went off. July turned his dragon around immediately and flew back to his legion. They all landed their dragons, and July jumped off his to meet Bandit."The elves have the fort, and we need to devise a plan to take it back over," July told Bandit. They sat and thought hard about it for a second before July jumped up and said, " I got it, ok... we're going to need to attack tonight so they dont see our dragons.We're going to fly our dragons over the ridge, and we'll land in the middle of the fort sending them in dissaray. Then we're going to have the foot troops surround the fort, and when we open the gates they'll pour in, finishing the job." July finished excitedly and out of breath."Yes sir, I'll ready the troops!" Bandit said ending the conversation by saluting. Bandit couldn't help but feel proud of July's ambition, for he had served with his father and knew July since he was a baby. July turned and climbed back on Razor. He took off leading his legion from the air, to direct them to get behind the large rocky ridge. He waited for a second to let his men get in position. There was no moon out that night, and this was to their advantage, because that meant they could get closer to the fort without getting spotted by the guard towers. July looked around and gave the signal to attack. They lifted off the ground and flew toward the fort as fast as they could with full force. When they were over the fort the dragons started spitting fire balls on the emcampment, everyone was careful not to set the fort on fire or destroy it. Razor hit the ground and swung his enormous spiked tail killing five elves. This allowed a clear spot for July, and a few of his men to jump off their dragons and regroup. Him and eight men made their way to open the gate, when suddenly arrows rained down on them. They got in a semi-circle formation with there shields blocking the arrows. |
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May. 1, 2006 War Of The Regions
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Centuries ago, there was a great war amongst the races to break free from the Imperial Empire. As the empire started to fall, the world led to chaos. Everyone was at each others throats, war was breaking out everywhere to expand there region.The Draconians were on there way to being the next super power with their unmatched legions. They dominated anyone who stood in their way.
It was 10:00 a.m. on a hot summer morning, when a man in white armor landed his white dragon on a corn field. He climbed off his dragon and walked up to a small wooden cabin, and knocked on the door, where a young man answered wearing raggedy work clothes. The young man glanced at the dragon laying in his corn field."Who are you, and why did u ruin my corn field?" he exclaimed angrily.The man in white armor gave little regard about his dragon laying in the corn field."Are you July Grevous commander of the wolf pack legion?" the man asked seriously."Yes i am...why?" July replied cautiously. The mans bold and business like expression suddenly turned into a large smile."Excellent, I am General Roget requesting you and your legion to serve the Silvanesti Empire like your father did, what say you?" Roget asked in a booming voice. July had always looked down at the thought of going to war, but it was his duty and he knew it. July thought hard about this for a minute,"When do we leave, and where?" asked July. The Generals smile grew wider, and he said, "Immediatley, or as soon as u gather your legion, and go to the border Fort Andasreth." They saluted each other and General Roget turned back to his dragon. July stood there watching the General fly away trying to swallow what he had just commited to. July went back into his house and found a couple of his servants cleaning up after breakfast. The two servants turned around looking puzzled ,"What was that all about my lord?" asked one of the servants. "I want you to gather my legion, and have them all meet in the middle of the village Hla Oad in three days." July told the servant, neglecting what the servant asked. |
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