The man who treated the wounds I received at the Tower of the Avenger turned out to be far more than a simple healer. Myrdred, a journeyman of an order of warrior-monks that long ago set down their arms to take up the mantle of the healer, arrived in our camp during the chaos of the battle's aftermath. And at his back gigantic figures strode straight from the pages of our oldest legends.
Their names, as best I have been able to translate them into our tongue, are Baugi Widow's Husband and Jorunn Breaker of Horses. They are ettins, a cousin race to the ogres, and no man of our Order has seen trace of them in over a hundred years. They came down from the untamed, wild lands to the north - further than any man of our kingdom has been in living memory - to fight against the encroachment of the dark horrors that now plague our lands, and at Myrdred's behest they will stand with us during the coming battle.
An Orc horde, its numbers too great for our scouts to count, now marches upon the Order's holdings. Whether the horde is under the aegis of its avaricious chieftains or directed by the malice of darker masters, it will be here within a day and clearly intends to finish what the Abyssal horrors of the last battle could not. We have not been idle since that clash. Our smiths have been working tirelessly to refit the infantry, and yesterday the survivors of an unsung battle in the West - three score knights and two hundred veteran infantry - reached our camp and replenished our ranks. We will mount a defense such that the enemy will cover the stones in rivers of their blood before we yield. Myrdred, the healer-monk who has joined us, has convinced the ettins to stand with us against the coming tide of darkness.
And yet it will likely not be enough. All of us are exhausted from the engagements of the last two weeks. All of us know that without further reinforcement from the rest of the Order we cannot think to hold against a horde of the magnitude our scouts have spoken of. The battle we will fight tomorrow will be to the death and utterly without quarter. To permit the enemy to pass us by and bring its violence and cruelty to the lands of the south is unconscionable. This alone dictates that we must fight to the last gasp of breath before the enemy is allowed to pass.
In a few hours I will stand shoulder-to-shoulder with my fellow warriors for our final prayers. Whether peasant, landed knight or paid mercenary, the duty faced by each of us now is the same - and the sacrifice each of us will be called upon to make will be total.
Army are sooo beautiful 🙂 Good Job
Beautiful army, and these are some of the finest reports on here, well done!
Brilliant report!
Great pictures and everything was good about this. Looked a fun battle
Magnificent valor…
…and so our watch continues.
Cheers guys! Appreciate the feedback!
Very pretty paint on all of those. Looking good!
Great report and excellent looking armies.
Keep holding on in there brotherhoood :).
Nice! Keep it up!
A great report featuring two beautiful armies. Well done to both players!
A wonderful battle! The armies are very beautiful, and the description of the battle’s progress is detailed – keep it up!