'Open the gates!' a guard yelled in complete fear. Many soldiers pulled open one of the mighty doors open and in rode a single knight. The men closed the gate and at once begun to reinforce it. The knight was in black and silver mail with a sheath tied at his waist with a hilt greater then any other in it. The knight was the Captain-General, Jaromor son of the king. Long wavy brown hair covered his hair and his eyes glowed like a sparkling ocean at sunset. He was a man of great structure and dismounted his steed that was covered in thick armor. Strapped around Jaromor's back was a quiver filled with arrows and a long bow.
Echoing through Gandra before sunrise were great horns. Men rode through the city yelling in complete fear "Darkice is approaching!" and over in the distance marched the dai-orks. Ruthless creatures stronger and faster then man made from the dead bodies of people. The sun has risen but no light entered the valley for the shadows have engulfed the sky where no light could enter. Captains were yelling "All men to the gate!"
Dawn of the third day...War is upon us now
Lawrence looked at the the distance and saw the horrid enemy but he was ready. With a longsword sheathed and crossbow at the ready he made sure he had enough arrows. War was upon them and it seemed it would not end nicely.Lawrence standed on on the walls waiting for the enemy wearing leather armor, helmet and armguard, . He takes a bottle of ale and drinks it empty and throws it on the ground smashing it to pieces. He stands quietly and ready for thed battle ahead.
‘Darkice is approaching! Darkice is approaching!!’ Tower Guards yelled and at once every soldier in Gandra was equipped and armed for battle. They all rushed to the walls and soon nearly twenty thousand soldiers were gathered on and behind the walls. Drums echoed in the valley and soon thousands among thousands among thousands of dai-orks surrounded Gandra with a lone figure standing in front of the gate…the Reaper-King.
He appeared to be a normal shadowghoul expect he wore a great grey helmet that formed into a crown at the top. A single dai-ork, Momthor, walked up and stood next to the Reaper-King. Deldrian stood over the arch of the gate and looked down at the two.
‘King of Gandriar! Come down and fight the Reaper-King one on one!’ Momthor yelled and the king did not move. ‘If you manage to defeat him we will leave your kingdom and every other in the east in peace from this day forward! You could save thousands!’
Soldiers of Toran and Maldarian stood behind the armies of Darkice with knights and archers on the backs of mighty war elephants. The king ordered the men to open the gates and Deldrian stepped out to fight the Reaper-King. He stopped a few feet away from the ghostly lord.
‘I expect your challenge’ Deldrian said.
‘Fool, do you not know death when you see it?’ the Reaper-King asked and drew his long blade. The king drew his. Time seemed to have frozen as the two faced off and at once the Reaper-King thrust his blade at Deldrian who dodged it, barely. The king tried to stab the Lord of the Shadowghouls in the torso but he caught it and snapped the blade off the hilt and tossed it aside. Deldrian fell to the ground in fear and got on his knees. His eyes widen and he was beheaded by the Ruler of Diablen.
The arrow hit dead on the Reaper-King but neither living nor dead only a mere shadow of the dark Lord himself. Nothing on Igros could kill the face of evil. The Lord of the Shadowghouls turned to Momthor and said, 'begin the attack. Do not stop until the city is taken.'
'Very well my lord,' Momthor said. The Reaper-King mounted himself on a winged-dregin (lesser dragon) while the other five Reapers roamed below on wingless-dregins. Horns blew and at once nearly 60,000 dai-orks charged. Arrows went flying to and from the wall and ladders went clashing against the wall. Orks made their way up the ladders...the Battle of Evermore has begun.
Lawrence placed an arrow on his crossbow quickly and then aimed to fire. He fired at one of the orks climbing the ladders and it hit the ork dead at the head. The ork fell toward the other orks climbing and all of them hit the ground with a hard crash. Lawrence reloaded his crossbow and then ran toward one of the ladders then by the time he got there an ork was already on the wall. So lawrence shot the ork and then reloaded fast and shot it again the 2 arrows hit the ork on the chest and fell dead on the floor. Lawrence went back to the ladder and saw more orks climbing then he holstered his croosbow and pushed the ladder forward making it fall toward the ground and the other orks. Lawrence then took his crossbow and shot at more orks at the ground.
Ben sees a ladder land next to him.
"start boiling any thing and bring it to each ladder " he ordered to two maids.
A ork's head apeared Ben sliced his head off. Then fired an arrow hitting the next one between the eyes. The ork fell nocking off his partners.
Ben then grabed a troch as a maid brought a pot of boiling oil. He cut off a strip of cloth from a maids rag and dumped it in the oil. He then put the oiled cloth around a arrow tip.
"Dump the oil when they start crowding around and climbing the ladder." Ben told the two maids.
They dumped the oil. Orks on the ladder started screaming and fell off. Ben then light his arrow and shot it at the crowd covered in oil. 20 orks where running around on fire.
"These Orks are not gonna kill us that easily." he said as he killed two more orks with his crossbow. Suddenly 5 arrows were shot by some of the orks flying toward Lawrence. Lawrence noticed the arrows coming and ducked but the arrows fell toward the others side of the wall killing 3 of their soldiers. "Why you bunch of ugly frogs! Im gonna kill all of you."he said as he takes a bunch of shots killing the about five orks.
Lawrence heared the warrior said and began shotting at one of the Trolls pushing the siege towers.. It took a couple of shots until one of the arrows hit one of its eyes and the troll began to yell in pain and gave Lawrence a clear shot on the throat and with two shots killed the troll making it fall backward crushing 3 orks. Suddenly he felt a quake under his feet and realized it was one of the siege towers attaching to the wall and pouring in orks."It seems things are gonna get harder." He said as he holstered his crossbow and unsheathed his sword and began to slash some orks.
Suddenly the entire city begun to shake for the main gate has been blasted by four huge mines. Now the dai-orks flooded the walls and the main gates and war elephants begun to move in with dozens of men on their backs firing arrows at the soldiers of Gandriar. The five shadowghouls mounted on their dregins scaled the walls and begun to kill at will. Dragons soared down into the city and set a flame dozens of soldiers and buildings. The grey rider, Galatians, rode on the wall.
'To the gates! To the gates!' Galatians yelled and tower guards all ran to the ruins of the gates where twenty heavily armed trolls have entered.
Leiva let loss a stream of arrows to rain down of the enemy. Only hand fulls of arrows from the dozens she shot missed there target, ether because of armor or they where lucky. Leiva back into a new room and refilled he quiver when she felt the ground shake. The walls had be breached. She and a few other archer backed farther into the fortress and took new stations of fire. Leiva and two other archer concentrated on taking out the elephants. Out of all the arrows they shot they where only able to take out one. "We need to stop those elephants! "