Sunday, March 26, 2006

Battle Report after 3rd Week of Campaign

High Elf vs Chaos (High Elf win)
Empire 2 Vs Chaos (Empire 2 win)
Ogre Vs Chaos (Chaos Win)
Bretonnia Vs Chaos (Bretonnia Win)
Vampire Count Vs The Deliverer's Horde (Vampire Count Win)
Vampire Count Vs Chaos (Vampire Count Win)

The shackles and the long marches did not wear Lithir Down. Knowing that the Vampire Counts had to stop by Daybreak, he had to be locked up, hidden and blindfolded to prevent the High Elf from escaping. Weeks have past. And through that all, the Arrowmerchant had witness it all. From the battle against the Hordes of Undivided Chaos. Reia and Zelda were and unstoppable force. The dead listen to noone, the dead never tires. And though many get chop down. They somehow seem to keep reappearing. And that only applies to the Minions controlled by the 2 BloodDragons. The 2 of them were untouched and unscathed. It was not long before they caught the attention of Erathor Hyburg. The Epic Battle between the Countless horde of Erathor and the Undead Legions of Zelda was set at Castle Norggrach. The wave of men after men marched forth to meet the enemy. So massive was Erathor's Army. The Blood Dragons Army was but a speck compared to them. 5000 against 300, the Odds were just ridicules. Lithir sniggered to himself as he knew that oppurtunity will rise from this battle for him to escape. The death look on the eyes of Zelda turn to him upon that thought and Lithir was suddenly struck with fear. The Vampire Count that once hold his bound to help them has instead forsaken it for power and greed. Zelda paid no heed to the Elf's sudden elevation of fear. His eyes were fixed on the Exalted Lord of Chaos and one of the Deliverer's right hand men. Memories flood the Blooddragon of the punishing defeat his group suffered during the last showdown against the Chaos men.

As the night grew darker, the Chaos horde crash onto the undead army like a Wave to a Rock. Stoic, the Vampires Chopped down the Men, taking down dozen upon dozens. Each bloodfest adds new strength to them. The Black Knights of the Sharikas continued to ride down the horde. The battle continued on. Thousands fallen, and as the night press on, the two general's meet face to face. With his Chaos Dragon, Erathor mowed down the Vampire Count with a single blow, only to face dissapointment as Zelda step up again and press on the fight. The Vampire Count took many daemonic blows along with fatal moves that would kill a men thrice over but still Zelda rises up again to repay the same amount of punishment back t0o Erathor. It was at one single moment, one single oppurtunity, Zelda saw the chance. With a swift motion, the Blood Dragon took his sword. and with three strokes of the Sword of the Bloodline chopped down the Chaos Dragon and brought down the Chaos Lord...

Lithir watch in horror as the power of the Blood Dragon increases exponentially. Erathor slumps unconscious on the bloody grounds of this wasteland in the beyonder realm of World's Edge Mountain, while his army flees the battlefield in terror.

"My Dear Elf friend, Death comes to all.. even Chaos", says Reia as she brought the Elf captive back to the black coach.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Events after 2nd Week of the Campaign

Day 1

Vampire Counts Vs Chaos (Vampire Counts win)
Vampire Counts Vs High Elf (Vampire Counts win)

Day 2

Bretonnia Vs Chaos (Bretonnia win)
High Elf Vs Chaos (High Elf win)
Empire 2 Vs Chaos (Chaos win)
Ogre Vs Chaos (Ogre win)

The Jade Vanguard spared no time in engaging the ravaging Horde of Chaos. The battle was fearsome as both armies armed to the teeth, fought to the death. In the end, the ground was soaked with blood from both sides, leaving only the Chaos Sorcerer and an ailing Archer of the Empire. The strength and skill of the Fearsome Sorceror was far too superior compare to the lacky soldier. The Archer was dealt swiftly. The echo of silence rings through the ears of the Sorceror, as he slowly strides away from the bloody battlefield. A victory nonetheless for him though none remains but him.

The Carcasses of the Screamers of Tzeetch lay lifeless on the ground along side with a fallen Ogre. Though it does not bleed, the physical realm holds less control over the daemon as it begins to fade into oblivion. The battlefield was littered with a dozen Ogres along the entire stretch of grassland, while the daemon army slowly dissipitates. Ogren growls in fury. His eyes ebbing with vengence and bloodthirst. The pupils glowing red in the night.

"Maimed Crushed and Overkill is what those who opposed me will feel. As for Captain Wincor, it is high time he return what rightfully belongs to me. Or i shall make him feel the raw power of Ogren!: Roared the Warlord

"Inflict much pain I will. So intense it will be, he will feel it in his afterlife. Stealer of my treasure! RAAGGHH!!" added Ogren.

Ogren walks across the grassland accompanied by a hundred Ogres followed by a considerable amount of Gnoblars.Many have heard of the infamous Ogren and now many join in him to feast and serve under his terror. No creature dare block the way of the rampaging he stride front. But will another challenge him?

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Events after 1st Week of Campaign:

High Elf vs Ogre (Ogre Win)

High Elf vs Chaos (Chaos Win)


The fields stink of Elf blood. From the South to the East of their territory. All expedition sent to gain territory or stop the impending charge of Ogren's Warband have failed. Lithir lay at bed, cold shivers run through his body. The scene of the brutality he had scene was too much. Furthurmore, the betrayal of the Ogre and his bloodthirst still cause Lithir much pain. His fellow arrowmerchants watch anxiously as their leader's life force weakens. His sword hands severed and his condition worsening, there is little hope and much despair among the group.

Meanwhile in the Imperial Fortification up north..

"General, With the recent grim happening, we cannot afford to sit and wait. The Grimmigkopf must respond." Delenir urged

"We will indeed.. With the blade of doom, the Leranorak. The Ogre shall taste his own blood. I will drown his throat with the power of daemon energy. May he rot into the depth of chaos!" hissed General Wincor with vengence burning in his eyes.

Delenir shrinks back, looking at the way The General has change since the time they met. Th esoul grows darker within him. "Dear friend, you must get rid..."

"Captain! Gather your men. We shall feast on the Ogres defeat in the battlefield!" roared General Wincor, cutting off Delenir before he strode out to the barracks.