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The General cursed, his breath hissing out between his teeth. He cursed again and narrowed his eyes as he gripped the shaft of the arrow and pulled it out. He fished for a leather pouch under his armor. Finding it he pulled it out and opened it. His mother was a healer and taught him about herbs. He grabbed a few and chewed them then spread the slav onto his wound before he wrapped it. It would needed attention later but the slav would fend off infection. The General then walked over to his horse. The animal was on its side on the ground, wheezing. He bent down and whispered to his horse, stroking its head. Sadly it was dying and could not be saved. That could be seen from the amount of blood spilling from its wound. With a sad sigh he continued to whisper to it as he took his dagger and slid it into his steeds heart, mercy killing it. He trusted the Imperial Commander to take care of the barbarians as he delt with his horse and other troops, giving orders to gather and treat the wounded and move the dead and broken equipment off the road.
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 19:33:21 GMT -5
" General, are you alright?" The Commander wheels his white horse around, the horse whickers and rears at the smell of its bretherns blood but the commander soon wrangles it
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
(I need to think of a first name for this dude haha)
General Theoclis nods "I'll live Commander. Just an arrow wound, when we reach the battle field i'll have it properly mended." He gave him a smile then called for a horse. A piebald mare was brought to him. The soldier that brought him the horse helped him out.
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 19:44:14 GMT -5
" The Barbarians ar retreating... But we lost the battlefield... There were too many..."
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
The General narrowed his eyes and looked at the Imperial commander. "Numbers do not win a battle, they just help." He sighed and looked around at their positions. "we either press on and retake the battlefield, which shouldn't be all that hard because you said they are retreating, or we find a secure spot in the forest that we can defend. Staying on the road might not be the best idea."
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 19:52:19 GMT -5
"... Pressing on would make the most sense," the commander frowns
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 19:59:09 GMT -5
" Aye... But General... Did you ear the Ghost Woman?"
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
The general simply nods "First off she is not a ghost woman. It just happened to be misty. She is a normal woman who can be killed like every other women and man. The fire was probably pre laid and just needed a spark to get it going."
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:09:02 GMT -5
"... Ask if you saw someone light the fire then... Look at the burn marks, the same thing happened to us... We shiuld call an oracle,"
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:14:16 GMT -5
" General," the commander starts as the legions begin marching again," Do not brush away omens, i beg of you.."
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
He sighs in annoyance "I am not brushing them away. I just feel like frightening the men any more than they already are. War and battles are not waged just physically. Mental games are also played. I do not my men fearing that a witch women will appear and kill them all. We need to boost moral not lower it."
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:23:13 GMT -5
" Still..." The commander chuckles, and urges his horse foreward
(XD time skip?)
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
(yeah sure haha and could you reply to one of the other threads please? xD)
The General sighs and urges his horse onwards. They reached the battlefield and easily defeated the enemy forces that remained. Then camp was set up. Fires were lit inside of camp and food was cooked. Sentries were posted all around camp and a few yards outside of it. They were very well guarded. Everything had settled down and the general was in his tent relaxing on his cot.
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:32:05 GMT -5
(Sorry, i will when i'm not being distracted xDDDDDD)
The commander enters his tent," Sir... There were no female bodies, General... Believe me now?"
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:52:59 GMT -5
" None of the captives we interrogated the captives and they havent reported anything BUT the female VOICE," He growls, crossig his arms over his broad chest,"... Care to explain THAT?"
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt
"She can talk really loudly or was hiding in a tree." he suggested half heartedly. So maybe there was a witch but he couldn't retreat or give up, the emperor would have his head.
Post by CrimsonMoon on Mar 10, 2014 20:57:40 GMT -5
The commander glares at him for a long moment before murmuring," The Oracle is here any way... Please see her, General,"
Power is all you crave.
Respect is what you want.
Ideally everyone likes you.
Dead wrong you'll be if you continue these thoughts.
Eternal damnation spent broken on a wheel.
Vexing is this Sin if not dealt