fellowknight
The Devil In The Details
At the top of the gate wall of Gilane, a foot back stepped into a puddle of the oil that lined the streets and poured down some of the walls. In a desperate rush, the soldiers who weren't having their throats slit had pushed over and dumped out piled barrels. Giving the final upward slash with his double bladed staff, Kraguul finished off one of what would be many guard captains to fall. Turning and kneeling in the puddle of oil, Kraguul drove his left staff blade through the stomach of a Breton evacuator. Looking to his rear and standing, he drove his right staff blade through the neck of an advancing Redguard. Ripping his blade from the insolent mortal's neck, he turned on his heel and walked down the length of the gate wall. At the other end of the wall, from one of the towers, came a rush of Redguard Rangers and Breton Knights alike, threatening to overrun the General. But from behind him ran forth his worth Daedric Warrios, ramming or spearing most of the men to the ground.
With more than half of their original strength and numbers distracted or dismembered, the general held his staff with one hand in an over grip and the other under grip, he ran and jumped off the back of one of his strong servants. Flying over the small fray, Kraguul landed with his spear impaling one of the men to the stone ground. Walking toward the other gathered soldiers and ragged fighters Kraguul falled into a roll, unsheathing his two Black Metal Orcish War Axes. Standing from the roll, he brought his right axe down into the chest of another man and pushed him back and off the stone railing of the wall. He turned ninety degrees to have his axe clash with a sword, giving off a mini burst of sparks. Dropping to one knee swiftly, he drove his axe through the man's kneecap and stood, dragging his left axe up the man's chest. Facing his rear again, he threw his axe at the forehead of another mortal, then he turned back to the fray at hand. A guard ran up with a spear and stabbed forth at the General's chest, who in turn sidestepped to the right as the tip of the spear grazed his clothed shoulder.
Reaching his left hand up and grabbing the shaft of the spear, he jerked it to the left and kicked the man in his crotch, causing him to double over in paralyzing pain. Flipping the spear around in his hand, he ran the sharp point through the man's stomach and broke off the shaft. Continuing his run, He threw the broken shaft at one mortal's face and his axe into the lower chest of another. Turning back to the man who was still doubling over, he reached to his belt and took the sword from the man's sheath and charged at the remaining forces.
Shhink! Kraguul pulled his axe from the back of the head of a dead Breton, who still clutched his sword close. Cries of pain and death rang throughout the makeshift city, fires burned, and lifeless bodies fell. The siege was well in their favor and grasp. "Soon enough, the crows will be feasting on their skulls." Kraguul said to himself, taking shots at struggling guards or near-death citizens. Then he heard it. The first crash of stone and fire. Then another. And another. Looking behind him and toward the line of mountains, he saw a rather large force of...violet warriors? He would have laughed, were it not for one of the stone chunks nearly knocking him off balance. Sheathing his bow, he worked his way past the fires around him and to the *Tripult facing the western forces advancing.
He ordered two of his nearby Daedra to load it up while he took longshots at the approaching army. Some of his arrows never reached the frontlines, others hit smack dab in the chest of some riders, knocking them off their horses. He also spotted and took note of a Nord riding ahead of the others, a large hammer balanced on his shoulder. Once the Tripult was loaded, he pushed the servants out of the way and grabbed the left lever, pulling it back with a loud click!. A large flaming ball was sent through the sky and crashed into the sand, sending waves of stingingly hot sand at the armored riders. Pulling the middle lever, the main bucket and arm slung upwards, sending another flaming ball of stone towards the Nord, who pulled the reigns to the right and out of the way, the ball crashing into the men behind him. As Kraguul reached for the right and final lever, a shadow got his attention and he looked up to see a ball of fire flying towards him! In a rush and without thinking, he pushed his servants aside and sprinted towards the nearest gate tower.
Falling down and into the bushes by the wall, Kraguul rolled into the main street of the city. Looking up and still recovering from the fall, he quickly pushed and rolled out of the way and behind a nearby cart. He had narrowly missed being trampled by the first of the riders into the city. Gaining his wits and pulling his staff from it's sheathe, he blindly stabbed at the next horse that ran by, causing it to fly forward and onto the ground. The rider stood and franticly dodged and got out of the way of the stampede. Once on the other side, the rider looked back and spotted Kraguul. It was the Nord.
*A Tripult is exactly like a Catapult but with two more arms and the levers on the front, not the side.
With more than half of their original strength and numbers distracted or dismembered, the general held his staff with one hand in an over grip and the other under grip, he ran and jumped off the back of one of his strong servants. Flying over the small fray, Kraguul landed with his spear impaling one of the men to the stone ground. Walking toward the other gathered soldiers and ragged fighters Kraguul falled into a roll, unsheathing his two Black Metal Orcish War Axes. Standing from the roll, he brought his right axe down into the chest of another man and pushed him back and off the stone railing of the wall. He turned ninety degrees to have his axe clash with a sword, giving off a mini burst of sparks. Dropping to one knee swiftly, he drove his axe through the man's kneecap and stood, dragging his left axe up the man's chest. Facing his rear again, he threw his axe at the forehead of another mortal, then he turned back to the fray at hand. A guard ran up with a spear and stabbed forth at the General's chest, who in turn sidestepped to the right as the tip of the spear grazed his clothed shoulder.
Reaching his left hand up and grabbing the shaft of the spear, he jerked it to the left and kicked the man in his crotch, causing him to double over in paralyzing pain. Flipping the spear around in his hand, he ran the sharp point through the man's stomach and broke off the shaft. Continuing his run, He threw the broken shaft at one mortal's face and his axe into the lower chest of another. Turning back to the man who was still doubling over, he reached to his belt and took the sword from the man's sheath and charged at the remaining forces.
Shhink! Kraguul pulled his axe from the back of the head of a dead Breton, who still clutched his sword close. Cries of pain and death rang throughout the makeshift city, fires burned, and lifeless bodies fell. The siege was well in their favor and grasp. "Soon enough, the crows will be feasting on their skulls." Kraguul said to himself, taking shots at struggling guards or near-death citizens. Then he heard it. The first crash of stone and fire. Then another. And another. Looking behind him and toward the line of mountains, he saw a rather large force of...violet warriors? He would have laughed, were it not for one of the stone chunks nearly knocking him off balance. Sheathing his bow, he worked his way past the fires around him and to the *Tripult facing the western forces advancing.
He ordered two of his nearby Daedra to load it up while he took longshots at the approaching army. Some of his arrows never reached the frontlines, others hit smack dab in the chest of some riders, knocking them off their horses. He also spotted and took note of a Nord riding ahead of the others, a large hammer balanced on his shoulder. Once the Tripult was loaded, he pushed the servants out of the way and grabbed the left lever, pulling it back with a loud click!. A large flaming ball was sent through the sky and crashed into the sand, sending waves of stingingly hot sand at the armored riders. Pulling the middle lever, the main bucket and arm slung upwards, sending another flaming ball of stone towards the Nord, who pulled the reigns to the right and out of the way, the ball crashing into the men behind him. As Kraguul reached for the right and final lever, a shadow got his attention and he looked up to see a ball of fire flying towards him! In a rush and without thinking, he pushed his servants aside and sprinted towards the nearest gate tower.
CCCRRRRCCCCCCKKKKSSSSS!!!
The force of the explosion was enough to send him flying through the burning tower's door and down the stairwell. Smoke almost instantly shrouded him and threatened to suffocate him. He needed a way out. looking around he saw that going down the stairs was no option, as there was a fire building and blocking his escape. Desperately looking and searching he slowly turned and noticed a thin window on the wall. Almost immediately, he beagn ramming his shoulder into the glass, cracking it a little. He rammed it again. Again. Everytime he rammed the glass, he weakened the ceiling. He had to hurry. Quickly, he rammed several times and finally broke through, just as the ceiling started to collapse. He squeezed through the rather thin window, the shards of glass on the frame cutting his stomach and chest sharply. He groaned to himself in pain as he wiggled out of the window just as the entire ceiling fell in with a fiery explosion.Falling down and into the bushes by the wall, Kraguul rolled into the main street of the city. Looking up and still recovering from the fall, he quickly pushed and rolled out of the way and behind a nearby cart. He had narrowly missed being trampled by the first of the riders into the city. Gaining his wits and pulling his staff from it's sheathe, he blindly stabbed at the next horse that ran by, causing it to fly forward and onto the ground. The rider stood and franticly dodged and got out of the way of the stampede. Once on the other side, the rider looked back and spotted Kraguul. It was the Nord.
*A Tripult is exactly like a Catapult but with two more arms and the levers on the front, not the side.
