Illyria and the Silver Legion
Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 7:12 pm
This is the story of my High Elves army told through the perspective of various individuals in it. I hope that you enjoy it, C&C is welcome.
Part 1
Nordland, The Empire
2522 IC
The northern wind was freezing as it lashed at Alidan's face without mercy. The iron grey sky was matched by the furious sea which relentlessly pounded the shore. In hindsight it was almost a miracle that they had been able to land here at all in that frail looking boat which was now returning back towards the hawkship that lay anchored offshore. Alidan pulled up his hood, to give himself some small protection against the chilling wind, and signalled to his small band of shadow warriors to follow him. Their mission in this unbeautiful land known to the men of the Empire as the Nordland was to secure a safe landing site for the rest of the army that was to come here in a week's time.
They had wandered along the coastline for several hours when they heard the sound of horses galloping behind them. Alidan quickly ordered his men to hide, their grey cloaks would make them almost invisible against the rock formation they hid in. A couple of minutes late the riders appeared and reined in their mounts just outside the rock formation in which Alidan and his men were hiding.
There were ten of them led by a muscular man in his forties with an impressive moustache. The men were carrying bows and swords and didn't appear to wear much armour besides their huge fur cloaks that were shielding them from the piercing wind.
”Here sergeant Pieter, "'twas here I saw the movement sir” said the youngest looking of them. He couldn't be more than 20 years old.
”You sure Hans?” asked the moustached sergeant ”'Cause I didn't see no movement”
He paused for a moment before dismounting.
”Doesn't hurt to take a look though” he said as he started walking towards the rock formation.
It wasn't long before he noticed the elves hiding in there. Upon being discovered Alidan stood up and opened his mouth to speak. He didn't get the chance though before the human had drawn a pistol and pointed it at his chest.
”Well, well” Pieter said smiling, ”elves hidin' out in the rocks eh? Up to no good are you now?”
”We are...” Alidan began to reply but was once again interrupted when Pieter started talking again.
”Typical bloody elves, just movin' 'round as if you owned the place. Always takin' stuff and raiding our towns aren't you?” He said with his voice raised somewhat.
”That would be the druchii you are talking about. We are asur, and we do not raid the towns of your land” Alidan replied trying to stay as calm as you can with an aggressive human pointing a gun at you.
”Elves are elves, and I ain't carin' about what fancy names you've got for yourself. I say that we take you our now, so you won't be raiding no towns any more. Men draw your swords!”
As the Pieter spoke these words his men drew their swords and started threateningly at the elves, whom they outnumbered two to one.
”We are not raiding your land, we are just passing through. Just as regular travellers do all the time” Alidan replied still trying to stay calm, but at the same time his warrior eyes were scanning the faces of each human looking for signs that could tell him when they were about to attack.
”Just passin' through? Right, like I'd fall for that filthy elf. Attack!” Pieter screamed his last words.
A fraction of a second later Alidan had drawn his sword and decapitated the human just as he was about to pull the trigger of his pistol. The dead sergeant's men wavered for a second before charging the outnumbered elves with fury shining in their eyes. Alidan parried the slow thrust from one of the humans before trusting his own blade towards his opponent's gut. The human managed to throw himself backwards just in time to avoid being impaled by the elven blade. Taking advantage of his foe's momentarily loss of balance Alidan brought his sword down on the man's chest, cutting a deep gash that stained his grey fur crimson. The human was already dying when Alidan finished him of with a quick thrust though the heart.
Taking a quick look around Alidan saw that his men had more or less defeated the humans, though Firinir had been killed by one of them. He started to move towards the melee again, but before he could get there the remaining two humans broke and ran for their horses and started a riding away from the skirmish. Aldian grimly raised his longbow and saw his remaining men do the same. The last two humans died as their bodies were penetrated by white fletched elven arrows.
Part 2 is being written at the moment and will either appear later today or tomorrow.
Part 1
Nordland, The Empire
2522 IC
The northern wind was freezing as it lashed at Alidan's face without mercy. The iron grey sky was matched by the furious sea which relentlessly pounded the shore. In hindsight it was almost a miracle that they had been able to land here at all in that frail looking boat which was now returning back towards the hawkship that lay anchored offshore. Alidan pulled up his hood, to give himself some small protection against the chilling wind, and signalled to his small band of shadow warriors to follow him. Their mission in this unbeautiful land known to the men of the Empire as the Nordland was to secure a safe landing site for the rest of the army that was to come here in a week's time.
They had wandered along the coastline for several hours when they heard the sound of horses galloping behind them. Alidan quickly ordered his men to hide, their grey cloaks would make them almost invisible against the rock formation they hid in. A couple of minutes late the riders appeared and reined in their mounts just outside the rock formation in which Alidan and his men were hiding.
There were ten of them led by a muscular man in his forties with an impressive moustache. The men were carrying bows and swords and didn't appear to wear much armour besides their huge fur cloaks that were shielding them from the piercing wind.
”Here sergeant Pieter, "'twas here I saw the movement sir” said the youngest looking of them. He couldn't be more than 20 years old.
”You sure Hans?” asked the moustached sergeant ”'Cause I didn't see no movement”
He paused for a moment before dismounting.
”Doesn't hurt to take a look though” he said as he started walking towards the rock formation.
It wasn't long before he noticed the elves hiding in there. Upon being discovered Alidan stood up and opened his mouth to speak. He didn't get the chance though before the human had drawn a pistol and pointed it at his chest.
”Well, well” Pieter said smiling, ”elves hidin' out in the rocks eh? Up to no good are you now?”
”We are...” Alidan began to reply but was once again interrupted when Pieter started talking again.
”Typical bloody elves, just movin' 'round as if you owned the place. Always takin' stuff and raiding our towns aren't you?” He said with his voice raised somewhat.
”That would be the druchii you are talking about. We are asur, and we do not raid the towns of your land” Alidan replied trying to stay as calm as you can with an aggressive human pointing a gun at you.
”Elves are elves, and I ain't carin' about what fancy names you've got for yourself. I say that we take you our now, so you won't be raiding no towns any more. Men draw your swords!”
As the Pieter spoke these words his men drew their swords and started threateningly at the elves, whom they outnumbered two to one.
”We are not raiding your land, we are just passing through. Just as regular travellers do all the time” Alidan replied still trying to stay calm, but at the same time his warrior eyes were scanning the faces of each human looking for signs that could tell him when they were about to attack.
”Just passin' through? Right, like I'd fall for that filthy elf. Attack!” Pieter screamed his last words.
A fraction of a second later Alidan had drawn his sword and decapitated the human just as he was about to pull the trigger of his pistol. The dead sergeant's men wavered for a second before charging the outnumbered elves with fury shining in their eyes. Alidan parried the slow thrust from one of the humans before trusting his own blade towards his opponent's gut. The human managed to throw himself backwards just in time to avoid being impaled by the elven blade. Taking advantage of his foe's momentarily loss of balance Alidan brought his sword down on the man's chest, cutting a deep gash that stained his grey fur crimson. The human was already dying when Alidan finished him of with a quick thrust though the heart.
Taking a quick look around Alidan saw that his men had more or less defeated the humans, though Firinir had been killed by one of them. He started to move towards the melee again, but before he could get there the remaining two humans broke and ran for their horses and started a riding away from the skirmish. Aldian grimly raised his longbow and saw his remaining men do the same. The last two humans died as their bodies were penetrated by white fletched elven arrows.
Part 2 is being written at the moment and will either appear later today or tomorrow.