Somewhere near the Northern woods, just past the mountains, an area of land is lit up my small campfires, and ringed by a small barricade and makeshift defences. A ragtag array of soldiers fill the camp, some sleeping on rough bedrolls, others sitting by the fires eating or smoking, while others mutter darkly or make crude jokes. In the centre, the officers hold a quiet council.
Many of the soldiers seem to be merely oppurtunists, perhaps looking for adventure or simple loot, while others are guards or soldiers, and a few appear to be zealous recruits, eager to defend their land.
By the entrance, a grizzled dwarf, with a bushy black beard, sallow face and a widerimmed hat, wearing battered armour stands sleepily at his post, guarding the camp's northern entrance. He smokes a pipe, occasionally tensing whenever he hears a rustling sound nearby, his eyes redrimmed from lack of sleep.
They wait for the red dawn.
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A green- and blood red-wearing lizard with a filled quiver and a bow on his back approaches the dwarf in order to exchange names, at first. He eyes the surroundings with the dwarf and soon moves to the east entrance as it doesn't seem to be occupied.
Later, after the newly promoted General drills them on formations, the lizard asks for a permission to leave the camp in an attempt to gather herbs for making healing potions. He's accompanied on this short trip by an orc and they speak of secret details in alchemy.
He returns to the camp and leaves the recently made, top-quality potions for the General after making sure all the immediate soldiers are supplied with one. The rest of them would get their share when they're around/awake. The lizard crawls inside a hollow log, sweeping his hand over his bloodied robe. It takes a long while for him to fall asleep as he's afraid he might not be able to keep his promise to the love of his life back home.
"Lura.. I love you."
Later, after the newly promoted General drills them on formations, the lizard asks for a permission to leave the camp in an attempt to gather herbs for making healing potions. He's accompanied on this short trip by an orc and they speak of secret details in alchemy.
He returns to the camp and leaves the recently made, top-quality potions for the General after making sure all the immediate soldiers are supplied with one. The rest of them would get their share when they're around/awake. The lizard crawls inside a hollow log, sweeping his hand over his bloodied robe. It takes a long while for him to fall asleep as he's afraid he might not be able to keep his promise to the love of his life back home.
"Lura.. I love you."
The General can often be found at the table in the camp with the other military leaders, discussing things that will often never reach the ears of those of lower rank. His massive figure instills awe on the other soldiers nearly as much as his ferocity he had shown in the battle hours earlier. When he is not speaking with the other officers, he instructs the soldiers in their drills, and aids them in their training.
When he is not seen barking out orders, he has a certain look of longing in his eyes, and he constantly looks to the south, to town. Every night he can be seen writing letters, and sending them by dove back to town. Anyone who looked could easily see who they are addressed to. Kitsa.
When he is not seen barking out orders, he has a certain look of longing in his eyes, and he constantly looks to the south, to town. Every night he can be seen writing letters, and sending them by dove back to town. Anyone who looked could easily see who they are addressed to. Kitsa.
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Rogan Thorgrim
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The sallow faced dwarf lies on his bedroll, surrounded by sleeping companions. Still fuzzied by the night's drinking, he takes out quill and parchment, glancing around to make sure no eyes are upon him. Carefully, in a scrawling hand, he begins to write onto the parchment.
'The Last Will and Testament of Rogan thunderfoot Thorgrim.'
Happy with the title, he lights his pipe, thinking as he smokes. Eventually, he continues.
'Upon my getting popped, all my wealth and belongings shall be decreed to-' He hesitates, writes a name, and then crosses it out with a smirk.
'-Shall be buried along with my corpse.'
Finally satisfied, he slides the parchment into his safe inside pocket, lying his head down. Eventually, he falls asleep beside the crackling campfire.
'The Last Will and Testament of Rogan thunderfoot Thorgrim.'
Happy with the title, he lights his pipe, thinking as he smokes. Eventually, he continues.
'Upon my getting popped, all my wealth and belongings shall be decreed to-' He hesitates, writes a name, and then crosses it out with a smirk.
'-Shall be buried along with my corpse.'
Finally satisfied, he slides the parchment into his safe inside pocket, lying his head down. Eventually, he falls asleep beside the crackling campfire.
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Ezor Edwickton
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Among the more gruff, older and veteran warriors of the camp can be seen a young man. To those much older he would seem not much more then just a boy, with the shimmer of youthfulness still bright in his eyes. It wouldn't take long for more seasoned fighter to pick him out as a novice, despite the confidence he tries to project.
Darian sits perched atop the barricade by himself now, looking solemnly towards the north. You could tell just by looking at him that the impending battle was at the forefront of his mind and his face does little to mask the nervousness he feels inside.
He bows his head and whispers silent prayers to the gods for both safety and for victory.
Darian sits perched atop the barricade by himself now, looking solemnly towards the north. You could tell just by looking at him that the impending battle was at the forefront of his mind and his face does little to mask the nervousness he feels inside.
He bows his head and whispers silent prayers to the gods for both safety and for victory.
The General walks the boarders of the camp, his eyes looking off in the distance. He looks around, seeing many sleeping warriors and lets out a deep breath. He knows he will be faced with a great fight soon, and he takes a few moments to kneel and pray to Malachin for strength. He suits up in his armor, attaching his blade to his shortened left arm. He turns, calling over all the soldiers in the camp
"All soldiers, to attention! The battle before us will be fierce, and any man caught asleep will be decommissioned!"
He turns his back to the camp again, looking out over the river, when one can hear the accumulating voices of goblins, though they cannot yet be seen.
"All soldiers, to attention! The battle before us will be fierce, and any man caught asleep will be decommissioned!"
He turns his back to the camp again, looking out over the river, when one can hear the accumulating voices of goblins, though they cannot yet be seen.
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Maeglin Telemmaite
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A tall lizard with dark green scales and a deep, blood red cloak with the hood up creeps through teh mountains overlooking the camp. he starts to shift down the mountain completely un noticed unless you look closely and see the small red glow from a blade on his left or a few bolts of lightning shooting from the sheathof the sword on his right hip. he has a bow over his back and a quiver. crossbow on one leg and a holster for aarows on the other. as he gets nearer to the camp he walks more into the light with his arms up hoping to be seen as to not get shot at.
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Sonara Stone
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Merely the child of a dark haired elfess slowly walks towards the camp, on closer look you would see several wounds on her body and a small stream of blood slowly dropping from her forehead. As she enters the camp she falls forward, face down fainted. ((Was not really realistic that she would be able to do what she said when I had to go last night, and also this explains why there were still goblins left where she was going))