OOC: Just to clear things up and make sure everyone understands, there is defences at the dock/gates, where most of the characters are, and defenses in the middle of the city, where my character is? Am I right?

IC: Falus stood waiting impatiently and then heard it, the cries of war. He heard swords and screams clashing out in the distance at the dock gates. Hmm, I guess our naval defences couldn't hold them. Lets just hope the dock defences can. Or else there will be more bloodshed here. And whatever happen to those nords and khajiit? Hopefully they will be smart enough to retreat if neccesary. Soldiers at the fortifications began to unsheathe their weapons and some archers strung their bows, as the sound of the battle grew louder. Guess we will just have to wait and find out...

OOC: your correct,and oh do i reply what my foe's do in return or will sparda do it (iv seen different styles) ill wait for a reply before my next post

Bullvine rushed up behind Falus with his spear in hand, "You from the pub! Where in oblivion is everyone else?", bullvine looked to the front where the battle had already begun, "We dont have much time!", bullvine did'nt even let Falus talk, before he was off towards the battle, he placed his spear on his back, as he charged with his new found battle axe in hand, towards the battle...

OOC: Mad Max you might want to edit... I am in the middle of the city with a mini army waiting. The battle is still at the dock gates. It hasn't reached the fortifications where my character is waiting.

IC: Falus strung his bow and began to form a worried face as the clash of swords grew louder off in the distance... They are nearing...

OOC: screw it ill do it for them


IC:Aethwine cleaved into the first opponents side deeply, caussing blood to spurt out onto his armor,steam immediatly began to rise from the warm blood, dozens of light dinks were heard ringing off of his heavy armor,Aethwine swung both axes in a wide arc scoring deep wounds on all of the akavari around him. He shoulder rushed a man into a group of other invaders. A few heavy arrows cracked warningly off of his briast plate as he finished another spin of his axes. "Too far out." Aethwine mutered as he began to retreat back to where the militia were fighting with the invaders that managed to slip around him.

OOC: crap i have to go home so i wont be on fro a few days if it gets too far say i was wounded but i will survive and ill be back with you guys later (of course i too out scores of foes)

ooc: yes you can have full control over the enemies that you fight or spot.

IC:

Dhern sliced his sword in a downward angle cutting threw the enemies armor and deep into the flesh. It fell and soon another came at him from the side. dhern caught it in the corner of his eye and had quickly rebalanced his sword arm bringing the sword upwardsskimming along the enemy blade. The foe quickly took another swipe but Dherns sheild and been the impact point and the ebony blade thrusted but knocked away with a side swing knocking Dhern off balance with a slice made at his arm he was fortunate enough to move with the blade making it only make a decent sized scratch to his exposed skin. Quickly he shoved his sheild into the enemies stomach then thrusting his sword making its impact to its side cutting deep and spilling much blood.

after throwing his foe to the ground he had a moment to observe its equipment. It's head was protected by a black helmand cloth that hund from it concealing it's face only exposing its snake like eyes, its armor was a black or dark grey chainmail with the same type of red cloth over it. It was lightly armored from the quick glimps, making no signs of anythign to hide it from the cold. Dhern looked up finally seeing another swipe its scimitar like blade above his shoulders but wit ha quick reaction his sheild reflected the attack making the enemies arm bounce off quickly making an opertune moment to strike. with a quick simple fast slash at its chest Dhern forced the sword, hitting bone. He looked out at the docks seeing Shinva fighting off what he could, his prowess was spectacular.

Soon his eyes caught the boats out at sea and looked up a bit seeing a wide volley of firey balistic arrows. "Volley incoming!" He yelled out but the sound of steel and yelling over through his voice and soon, the volley hit the Walls outisde, making explosions against the stone, chipping off parts of it. A sword had barely missed the side of his head before Dhern brought his attention to the battle feild once more and after parrying a thrust attack and cutting a clean gash into the enemies neck then struck one in the back as it had pushed a soldier to the ground making a finishing move. As the enemy raised it's sword it froze as the ebony blade sliced through its back. This first wave was making its force known, the Defense was startign to slip as the Line had been moved back behind the gate, Akiviri Invaders overwhelming the numbers. But dhern still hadhope for the defense to stand strong not minding the small push back.

OOC: Just waiting to post again until the defenses at the dock are defeated or until the invaders are defeated. (which I doubt will happen) Oh and umm, sparda, I had a sort of hard time understanding what was going on in that scene on your last post. Just try to watch your grammar and spelling. (Just a thought)

Ooc: ack sorry im Rping and at the same time helping my brother out with a crisis. I'll try to keep things clear and less errors.

Bullvine saw some of his ship friends battling the Akaviri invaders. The sound of steel and iron clashing together enthrauled bullvine, as he quickened his pace into the battle. The screams of men falling dead or injured, enraged bullvine, as he brought his mighty battle axe down onto an akaviri soldiers held, cutting a strange uneven line into his head. Blood sprayed every where, as bullvine pulled the battle axe out and charged another invader.

Bullvine grunted as he swung the battle axe in a wide angle, quickly smashing through an invaders shield and cutting from the bottom of the elbow to the hand clean off. The invader fell to the ground screaming as bullvine brought the battle axe down onto his chest, silencing the wounded invader. More screams echoed through the air, as bullvine cut his way through their ranks. For a moment, bullvine had time to calmly look to the ocean seeing more akiviri invaders landing on the shore.

The battle was hot and relentless, as bullvine suddenly was struck from on his right side by an enemy arrow. Bullvine dropped to the ground releasing his battle axe, as he held his uper thigh where the arrow had pierced his chain-mail. He gave no emotion to the pain, as he quickly pulled the long arrow out of his thigh and drew his shield from behind him as well as his spear. Bullvine looked around, and spotted the archer who had fired the arrow at him. In the crowd surrounding him, bullvine had a hard time aiming his spear towards the cloaked archer. As bullvine arched his spear for the distance, he was quickly interupted by a charging swordsman that bullvine quickly countered with his spear, the swordsman screamed in aggony as the spear pierced through his armor, and almost all the way through his body.

Bullvine pulled the spear from the motionless body, and saw a large rock to stand on. The tall nord placed his shield infront of him, as he charged through the crowd of fighting militia and invaders.


I'm going to finish that archer!, he said as he reached the rock. Bullvine looked around spotting the archer only a few feet away from him, This is it!, he thought as he threw the spear at the archer. The spear flew through the cold windy air perfectly, as it hit its target. The archer was struck in through the neck, as the spear point entered the shoulder, killing the archer instantly. Bullvine drew his sword, and began to make his way back towards the city walls. Bullvine spotted a group of akiviri invaders, moving around the battle trying to make their way towards the city walls. Another hail of balista's fired from the ships out on the sea, crashed onto the shore, hitting the city walls once more.

Bullvine charged towards the group of about three invaders. As bullvine charged towards the group, one of the invaders, tried to counter his charge with an arrow. Bullvine quickly blocked the arrow, mearly by luck, as the arrow bounced off the iron stud in the center of his shield, "I'm coming for you Akaviri!", bullvine yelled as he struck the archer in the left arm with his sword. Blood sprayed every where, as bullvine struck the archer once more this time stricking him on the shoulder, causing the invader to fall to his knee's. The two other akaviri invaders charged bullvine together, hopping to catch him off guard, they were wrong, bullvine countered one of the akaviri soldiers with his shield, making the invader double back into the ground, as he brought his sword around, and stabbed the other in the chest with his sword. The invader fell to the ground crying out, but bullvine quickly finished him with another stab to the chest. The other akaviri invader gathered himself from the ground and charged once more at bullvine, who swung his sword around, hitting the soldier in the right ribs.

The invader fell to the ground as bullvine brought his sword down onto the soldiers shoulder, almost cutting the entire right arm off. Blood once again sprayed every where, most of it onto bullvines face. The soldier kneeled on the ground, knowing his life was ending before his very eye's, as bullvine swung around and quickly cut the invaders head clean off. The body fell to the ground, as the head landed a few feet away.

Bullvine quckly got focused on the battle, as he made his way back to Falus...

Falus grew even more nervous as the screams of war grew even louder and the clashing of metal and rock. He saw two or three soldiers run down the street, with a terrified look on their face. Some of the soldiers must be getting scared and retreating. That means the invaders are steadily advancing... Then another soldier came into view about 200 yards down the road from where Falus and the fortifications were. As soon as the soldier stepped into view another man came into view following the man and struck him down with a sword. That must be one of the invaders!
"Hold your fire!" the bow commander said. "It's only one of them!" Falus heard some of the soldiers in the front line of defense shout curses at the invader. Then a few seconds later a whole group of the invaders came into view and started to rush towards the fortifications.
"There must be atleast 100 of them coming at us!" one commander said.
"Ready your bows gentlemen! Fire!" the bow commander screamed. Falus shot with them as a volley of arrows came down upon the rushing invaders. Some of the invaders also fell into one of the trenches, where multiple screams shout out.
"Alright pikemen, onwards! The rest of you hold your ground!" one of the commanders said. The front line of defences, the pikemen, rushed onwards shouting curses and letting out war cries the whole way. Falus and the other archers began to fire their bows at will picking some of the invaders off. Where are Bullvine and the others? There may be still some of our men fighting at the docks.

Dhern struck a massive blow into the side of his last opponent. He glimpsed around at the battlefeild, the numbers of the Defense were dropping, this force was overwhelming. Never in his years of life has he ever seen such a masacre. He turned his head to the militia captain and took a deep breath. "We need to retreat, Cravhen! Fall back up the road let the archers help slim their numbers!" cravhen gave a nod after hacking at an enemy with his axe and took the horn that hung from his shoulder and blew into it. Sounding off the retreat. Dhern looked back at the docks at Shinva and again yelled aloud. "Shinva Fall back up the road lad! Hurry!" Another enemy had attempted to strike Dhern down but only met the sharp end of his blade. Soon the defense started its retreat, the wounded made their way and some left on the litered battlefield. Dhern and captain Cravhen were the last ones to flee.

The rows of pikemen hastily met the oncoming invaders, crippling the front line of invaders.
"Are you just going to let the pikemen die, commander?" a soldier asked.
"No," he replied, "Soldiers, march on!" the commander screamed. The whole mass of soldiers began to charge backing up the pikemen, and leaving the rangers behind.
"Halt your fire," the bow commander shouted. "It's too dangerous we might hit our own men. Split into two groups, the left side going left and the right side going right, and come around behind the enemy. Well what are you wating for? Move! Flank them!" the bow captain cried. Falus was spit into the left side of the group and they quickly ran down the empty streets soon seeing the back of the invaders, some began to fire at them and others pulled their blades out and ran towards the enemies flank. Falus slung his bow on his back and pulled out his long dagger which shined in the moonlight, as he stabbed the first man in the back. 20 or so others joined him slicing at the enemies behind until they slowly began to turn around and take notice.

OOC: Man, I gotta stop living a life and spend my time on the forums. Yet another large chunk I missed....

IC:

Claude waited as the landing ships came into view now, as he prepared his offensive spells, staying right up close to the fighting. An arrow skipped of his stone-like skin, a second later, and he felt the shield weaken a bit, as he ran for cover, cursing under his breath.

He redid the shield, and stepped out as the attackers came ashore, and Claude unleashed a little frustration, a lightning bolt jumping from his fingers, dropping the invader and blinding others around it. Claude couldn't believe what he was seeing, as they were defiantly the legendary Taeseci from Akavir, the Snake-Men who had once ruled the Empire in it's time of need.

As the melee defenders charged in, and the fighting drew closer, Claude switched to his Illusion magick skills, confusing an Akaviri soldier as it tried to cut down a fallen defender by putting an imaginary brick wall in the way. As the Taeseci stood confused, Claude hit it with another bolt of lightning, blasting it away, as the fallen man was dragged away by his comrades.

This left a slight hole in the defences, which Claude soon filled, his Illusion turning a single attacker against his fellows, buying some time for the men around him. One Nord even saluted the mage with his axe, which Claude returned with a grim nod, before returning to his business, using his skills to prevent the line from breaking.

The fighting was fierce, and Claude could see the Taeseci's superior armor, weapons and obvious skill was starting to beat the defenders down. The line finally cracked, as three men fell dead, and the defenders gave way, trying to flee from their dooms. Claude reached into his pocket, and pulled out a scroll, which he read and released the power on it, dropping a fireball at the ground, immolating the attackers, giving the Nords some time to get away.

His area was not the only section in retreat, and he soon heard the calls to fall back, and Claude didn't have to be told twice, as he frenzied another enemy, as it turned on its confused friends and allies, and Claude took the time to run from the battle, making sure more men could get out, before he himself left, firing anotehr fireball down a narrow street, to do nothing more then halt the oncoming Taeseci which would have cut the large number of fleeing Nords off at the crossroads.

He took off down a long street, not even halting as he cast a Chameleon spell on himself. He saw as a group of pikemen engaged a large number of the enemy, and Claude went in to help, but stopped as more Nords came from the side streets, hitting the enemies flank in a cunning maneuver. But they were terribly exposed to any invaders that would be coming from the side streets, and he took off to the left, his worries confirmed as a small group of Taeseci came down the street.

He was invisible to them, but he still cast his lightning bolt, dropping one, and causing the others to scatter, as he prepared his next spell. He muttered a few phrases and ended th chant with a bright green explosion, an acidic substance flying from his fingers, splattering the enemies, destroying their armor and weapons, wjile giving them a fair sting as well.

But he had pushed his magick to far, as he saw himself come back into view, as well as feeling the shield drop. His mind screamed for rest, and he fled down the alley, towards the pikemen, giving warning to them.

"Flee from here!" he yelled. "You will find yourselves surrounded soon enough if you do not." He paused to makle sure they got the message, then tore off further, digging through his pack to find some potions, coming to rest in a small alley way that was a deadend, huddling in a corner, pushing the contents of his bag aside to find a little bottle.

Dhern had ran behind the retreating footsoldiers up the hill, Soon the Invading Akaviri clashed with the pikes and arrows of the second Defensive line. He had Spotted Bullvine charging at and archer and smiled, His new friend was still in the city. Another Enemy rushed Fhern this time by suprise comeing from the side ally behidn the houses. Dhern was sent falling to the ground dropping his sword and his sheild slid off his arm. The Foe made a slight hiss like sound, its snake like eyes stared into Dherns face with a firey glimps of death. Soo nthe sword came downward but Dhern had caught the Hilt using his strength to hold thesword away from his chest. It was a fight of strength hear, Both struggeling. Even though he was a nord and brute strength was the build of all nords, this foe seemed to hold his own. Dhern' arms shook violently against the enemies force trying to rend his blade into dherns chest.

But Dhern had a quick plan. He made a slight encantation muttering old words of some tongue and soon his hands gave a bright light that had stinged the enemies eye'. The enemy scrambeled backwards dropping his blade and Dhern used this his advantage. He picked up the enemy sword and slashed at slashed at his throat, blood gushing from the wound, some had splattered and hit Dhern in the face. Dhern dropped the sword picking up his own and his sheild and soon was stricken in the left shoulder by an arrow, he jumped a bit as its suprising sting waved threw his arm. But this did not Stop him instwead made him fight only harder, but with less use of his shield.

Falus stood without about 10 other men close by him defending theirselves as the invaders now noticed them. Falus had brought down many men but had suffered many cuts and bruises. He saw one of his own men fall to his left. Then another. Then another to his right. Then he heard that breton from the pub telling them to retreat. Shortly after he noticed Dhern and Bullvine were still alive. Good atleast their still here. "My fellow marines, retreating doesn't sound like a bad plan right about now, they just seem to be comign and coming!" Falus yelled.
"You wont live long enough to retreat nordic scum!" one of the creatures hissed. He was shortly killed within a few seconds of his smart ass remark by Falus' dagger. Falus and the other, at the same time, dropped their defences and ran, some of the invaders following. He spotted Dhern, Bullvine, and the Khajiit. "We are retreating follow us!" he yelled.

Dhern cut down another foe with a crushing swipe at its side. Soon he heard Falus calling out a retreat. Dhern pulled the arrows that had struck his shoulder out and tossed his sheild on his back. "Time to show these foul things what happens when they mess with a paladin!" He muttered forcefully and stepped back with the retreating men. Another Akaviri soldier began combat with him as he stepped back. Every strike it attempted was repelled by Dhern' sword. With a side slash dhern braught up his sword to nock it away, a thrust he would sweep his sword knocking it to the side. soon the Enemy made a downward slash and Dhern made a sideways turn of his sword blocking the enemy blade holding it up and then pushed it away and made his attack, turning his back to the foe and then putting his sword in a backwards positon and stabbed it into the mans stomach. He yanked the sword out and the man fell on his back his body twitching at the arms.

After his easy victory he followed falus catching up with his and looking at his men. "Any wounded? I can care for them and bring them back to fighting quickly." He noted placing his right hand over his own wound and mutering old words. Marveda estoy. And soon a bright white light glowed under his hand and then faded. when he removed his hand the wound was gone leaving only staining blood that had exited the wound.

~~~

Small nord fort about 3 hours march away from Dawnstar, a bit South east.

A fur armored archer had ran threw the small fort running quickly up a circeling stair way reaching a door at the top. He opened it quickly walking inside approaching the General that stood looking out his window behind his small desk. "What is it?" He ordered giving a sigh.
"Sir, Winterhold has been completely overrun by an invading force, possibly Akiviri!" The general turned around quickly.
"When did this happen?" He bellowed.
"Just about five hours ago, but thats not all, Dawnstar is currently under siege, their Defenses are holding Barely. This attack accered just 2 hours ago!" The general rubbed his chin and the ngave a nod.
"Very well, I won't let another city fall, especially one with my lord of Skyrim in its residence!"
"What are your orders sir?"
"Get the men ready, We make haste to Dawnstar, I hope to the nine that they still stand when we arrive!" The archer salutes and then hurries out of the room to spread the news. The general was already in his gear, Dragon scale mail and a simple silver longsword. He gave a last look out the window in the direction of Dawnstar and slammed his fist into the stone wall. Damned I be if I have to see this city fall! He thought then made his way out of the room. When he exited the fort lobby he had arrived seeing about one hundred of his men lined up and ready to march. He had taken a quick pace infront of their line examening them. "Men of Skyrim, Today we hasten to Dawnstar, It is under siege, possibly Akaviri, I don't know for sure. But When we arrivwe, If the enemy still breaths and our brothers and sisters still fight we wil lshow them that they picked the wrong city to attack this day!" The archer soon came to his side a horn strapped to his side. "sound the march, We leave now!" The young man nodded then took the horn and blew hard. The general had ordered the march and soon the unexpected Reinforments made their way to the Dawnstar gates.


ooc: k I'm logging off for the night got an early day.

Shinva stepped out infront of a group of five Akaviri soldiers making their way towards the rear of the defensive line his arms were out, his beautiful white robe hanging from his arms, the massive blade staff in one hand. The hood was up covering his face, the akaviri were stareing right into his eyes, as he stared right back he looked like a Angel of Death, Staring further into the eyes of the snake men The well known -and feared- khajiit eye of fear striking deep into their hearts. Beginning to growl lowly like a predator the khajiit ran at them catching the akaviri off guard, rising the massive staff up bringing the blade down to bear decapitating two akaviri soldiers.

OOC: My name is Falus... :-0 not Farus.. lol

IC: "We can care to the wounded as soon as we get the enemies off of our back. We need to get out of the city and lose them. Maybe then we can make camp with what little soldiers we have left and you can heal as many as you can. Hurry! We are almost to the city gates!" as he said this he saw a soldier to his right get hit in the back with a spear, leaving him far behind, getting trampled by the akaviri.

After reaching the second defensive line, Bullvine charged into the the invading Akaviri troops. The sounds of their hissing enraged bullvine, as he went into a wild rage, (Blacks out), the charging akaviri soldiers began to try and surround bullvine, but he was such a skilled swords man, that no attacks were making it past him.

He continued to bring down the "mighty" akaviri invaders, as he came out of his "trance" and noticed that a group of akiviri invaders lay dead at his feet. Bullvine charged back towards his new friends, noticing Dhern in the distance, and begant to make his way towards him. Bullvine was soaked int akaviri blood when he approached Dhern, "We've got to get out of here!", bullvine said as he hacked another invader down while blocking another....

Aethwine's eyes opened slowly, he caughed and struggeled up, his heavy platemail making it quite a struggle "One of those pansies must of hit me from behind." Aethwine crouched down and grabbed his twin axes and traveled out into the streets. "Quiet, I hope we didnt loose." Aethwine walked towards the fort. A small group of Akavari spotted the Huge man and rushed at him. Aethwine grinned, spinning his axes lazily he ran to meet them he crouched low as they came close to him, swinging his axes upwards he cleaved through armor and flesh and bone, flipping the invaders into the air from the force of his swings. Aethwine rammed his horned helm into the jaw of the third invader, the man's jaw crushed in on its self, a gurgle passes the invader's lips as Aethwine stomps on the down man's head and continues down the street. As he nears he realizes that the akiavari are harrowing the defenses retreat. Relaseing one of his axes to hang by its leather strap he grabs his horn and blows it caussing the horn to boom into the back of the akiavari.Aethwine feels as if he could beat Stendarr in an arm wreslting match. As Aethwine sprints into the back of the akiavari who began to take notrice to his horn a few laugh saying: "I thought it would be their dirty relatives, its just one of em." Aethwine screams as hegrips both axes and cross slashes them cleaving one invader in half and knocking back several others by his forceful swings. Lashing out with his horned helm, elbows, and axes Aethwine cleaves a path through the invaders. Aethwine swings down chopping deeply into an invader's neck as sword blows ring out ineffectantly against his heavy armor. Aethwin continues the masssacre on the lightly armored invaders as he makes his way to his Nord allies. Suddenly a bolt of lighting blasts Aethwine in the back sending him careening upwards, smashing into a stone pillar he lands beside the Nords who were out on the boat in the begining.

-.- dead?

I don't know. I was sort of waiting for Sparda to progress the story on or something.