• ῳ ｻ ◊ • ῳ ∑ • ∆ Я ∑ • (Deep)

[CrimsonMoon]

The heavily armored figure wearing a helm shaped like a horse skull stood in a shield wall in front of the city. Huge shield protecting them and a large spear protruding from behind. Gazing across the ghost grass in silence, the Barabarian horde was coming... That was all they knew... That is all they, soldiers, needed to know.. Rolling her shoulders, the figure forces the stiffness setting in away

[deepwallow]

It was then, far off in the distance, that a dust cloud could be seen. And it was massive and fast approaching. At the head of this horde was a female dressed in leather armor. her hair was black as night and trailed behind her freely as she grinned, holding up one of the circle blades (chakra i think its called, something like that) she had. he rode on a Grey mare with black spots near its feet, and the bloodriders that surrounded her were all woman but for one, her khalasar consisting of mostly woman as well. The city couldn't possible withstand such an attack from such a large horde.

[CrimsonMoon]

The soldiers shuffle but the figure with the horse skull helm roars an order, the men's spears instantly straightening like porcupine spines. Poised to impail horse and rider. Shields dug into the ground

(Khal sure, or if ya wanna make it yuri, khalessi x3)

[deepwallow]

-Kaw!- It! Ima go Xena warrior on dis city! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!))
(Oh btw, your character can speak Dothraki, yes? No? Maybe? Lobster?)
The horde got closer and closer before the khaleesi shouted something and suddenly there was a loud twang noise as arrows flew upward and arched down into the ranks of the defenders. Either they would have to block the arrows, or keep their shields facing the impending invaders

[CrimsonMoon]

LOBSTER :3)

The knight roars another order, the ranks behind every other raised their shields to protect themselves and the oldiers in front of them. The knight remaining stiff

[deepwallow]

It was then as the arrows thudded into the shields that the horde hit there front as well with a mighty crash, taking down the line with te weight of their horses, alive or not.

It was then the fight really began.

As expected, the Dothraki quickly started tearing apart the defenders, hacking them down one by one. The leader was in the midst of the fight, using those strange weapons to bounce of of armor and hit enemies from all angles, catching the blade as it returned and slashing down another enemy meanwhile, her bloodriders near her just in case

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight with the horse skull helm suddenly buries their sword hilt deep into a bloodrider's horses' chest, ripping it free and sending both crashing to the ground, The knight turns toward the Khalessi, falling back into a strong stance to where they could dodge or kill

[deepwallow]

The khaleesi's eye was caught by the fall of her bloodrider's horse and she looked over at the knight with a slightly raised eyebrow. Slowly a half-grin grew on her face as she threw one of her circle blades to bash against another soldier and push him onto the blade of another bloodrider. Meanwhile, the khaleesi advanced on the horse knight steadily but cautiously. Around them, most of the city's defenders were slain and the khalasar were finishing off the rest.

[CrimsonMoon]

Even though the knight's comrades lay dead or dying around them, It drew its sword up and faces the Khalessi. Not losing a beat despite a deep cut in the armor on its thigh

[deepwallow]

She grinned fully as suddenly and hard clang hits the back of the knight's head. The second circle blade had returned, and the khaleesi ran up and kicked off the knight's head to grab the blade in the air, flipping back to her feet as she charged forward.

[CrimsonMoon]

A grunt leaves the knight and it slides back, barely flinching despite the shock wave from the metal. The knight swongs its sword at her again, a sall cut being left on her throat

[deepwallow]

The khaleesi uses one of her chakras to deflect the attack mostly while swinging her other blade to try knocking the knight's shield arm away. A whip wraps around part of the shield and rips it out of the knight's arm. It's one of the khaleesi's bloodriders, but other than taking the shield, she doesn't interfere. Following through, the khaleesi aims a strike at the knight's chest

[CrimsonMoon]

The knight reels back, armor screeching in protest at the fast movements, sword coming up to parry

[deepwallow]

The khaleesi continues her onslaught, not giving a moment's respite for the knight. In a fast movement, She uses the side of her circle blade to hit the bottom of the helmet, causing it to come slightly off

[CrimsonMoon]

The Helm whips all the way off, mouse rown curls falling free and defiant hazel eyes flashing, the sword suddenly slashing the Khalessi's forearm

[deepwallow]

The khaleesi grimaces slightly, but blinks slightly in surprise. Most of the milkmen's (I can't remember exactly what zey call em, but I think thats it. Been a while since I read em books) soldiers were men, if not all. She grins again though and keeps on her onslaught, her attacks coming faster than before now, even with the hurt arm

[CrimsonMoon]

The girl, who could be no more then 19 summers old, kept trying to defend the attacks, missing some of the blows and wincing everytime on lands

[deepwallow]

Finally, however, the khaleesi kicks out and knocks the girl's legs out from under her, causing her to stumble. With a roundhouse kick to the head, she was soon on the ground, flipped over, and met with a circle blade pressed to her throat, the khaleesi looking down at her, panting but grinning. It was a good fight. (Ze words in ze /'s be in Dothrakian or whatever zere language is XD I need to re-read em books) The khaleesi looked over to her nearest bloodrider, who was standing there watching the whole thing fight. "/take this one and bid her. This is no milkman's normal girl./" She said. The bloodrider nodded and flipped the girl back over, tying her hands with the whip at the rider's hip.

[CrimsonMoon]

The girl struggles weakly butglares at her with pure hate, though she seemed beaten when she sees her men dead, resting her cheek in a puddle of blood andclosing her eyes

[deepwallow]

With a grunt, Another bloodrider joins the other and they haul the girl up, carrying her off.

~~(Time warp)~~~~

After the raiding and looting of the city, the khalasar returns back to it's camp, with plenty of new horses. The girl is dumped in with other prisoners, none of which are defenders. All the others are inhabitants of the town, and they're put into one area where the khalasar basically pick them as servants or such. The girl is taken directly to the khaleesi's tent however, escorted by her two bloodriders. The khaleesi is inside, having her arm cleaned. When they enter, she looks up at the girl curiously but then back down. A servant is next to her as a translator, and talks to the girl. "/Who are you?/" She asks in Dothrakian, to see if the girl understands.