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arrows. If they lost their mounts, and were forced to fight on foot, against an ever increasing number of Elvin swordsmen, they would all die. Still, this seemed no more terrible then a slow death, as they fell one by one.
I would hope that if none of our people escape, to tell our tale, perhaps at least the Elvin will have reason to respect us, and keep our memory alive!
In the morning, the group had time to kill, wishing to arrive at dusk, with their mounts as rested as possible. They would have wished to be close, and fly only a short distance, but due to the settled nature of the area around the Elvin capital, this was impossible, at least without being seen.
When they took flight, it was with determination and quiet resolve. They repeated their low flight, but split up in small groups of three to five, and spaced themselves out, so that anyone on the ground looking up might only see a tiny band of unidentified terranons passing by. They reformed while flying out over the large lake that bordered the southern edge of Alarinad.
Shocara was pleased, the sun slipping down below the distant hills, promising them a good bit of twilight. Even more to her liking was the fact that the sky was cloudless, and a few stars were starting to shine. They would at least have a way to navigate, should they be separated.
Coming in from the lake, the band of fliers rose up, to gain a better vantage. The city was rushing at them, the Elvin lights coming alive. Shocara felt herself overwhelmed by a sense of wonder, Atrucin’s warning touching her; the city seemed endless and amazing, and she felt tiny and insignificant flying into it. This made her angry, and hardened her resolve. She could see only a few Elvin fliers in the remote distance, silhouetted against the sunset colors.
Looking towards the higher parts of Alarinad, where the large and imposing buildings sat, sprawling up a tall hill, she looked to the west, and saw another area of imposing structures, ringing a large open area. By the glowing lights, she noted large crowds of Elvin moving about unaware.
She called to the closest fliers, giving them instructions, eager to head straight at this place, and to land swiftly.
The Elvin on the ground likely had only moments, between hearing the loud rush of the Eridian’s terranak’s wings, as the mass of warriors dropped from the darkened sky, into the grassy lawn. Shocked and terrified, several of them were slashed by swords, as the Eridians leaped down and attacked anyone they could reach. Leaving a small group to defend the Terranons’ Shocara led half of her warriors towards the closest building, while others unloaded her father’s devices, and followed behind.
Shocara ran into the closest building, which seemed huge and amazing. She managed to engage two Elvin with swords, wounding both in short order, and passing on. Her group swept through the length of the building, a large meeting hall, and as a couple of her men worked feverishly to place the devices they carried, Shocara headed into the next building. She ran through a half dozen trapped Elvin, women and children mostly, and reappeared outside, as a second group led by Hacarim emerged from another with a handful of warriors.
“Hurry!” Shocara screamed, as an arrow landed near her, and stuck in the grass.
She scanned the surroundings, looking for the archers who might plague them, and spotting one on a staircase, she pointed and called to her own men. A well placed arrow caught the Elf and ended his resistance. “This way!” she called, going across the plaza, to invade yet another building. They found only a handful, and cut down those who ran too slowly. She nearly lost her footing when three large explosions erupted from across the open plaza, the shock of the blasts difficult to take.
“Hurry!” she screamed, worried that the noise would cause their mounts to take flight, but she was soon reassured, finding the men that had stayed behind to guard
I would hope that if none of our people escape, to tell our tale, perhaps at least the Elvin will have reason to respect us, and keep our memory alive!
In the morning, the group had time to kill, wishing to arrive at dusk, with their mounts as rested as possible. They would have wished to be close, and fly only a short distance, but due to the settled nature of the area around the Elvin capital, this was impossible, at least without being seen.
When they took flight, it was with determination and quiet resolve. They repeated their low flight, but split up in small groups of three to five, and spaced themselves out, so that anyone on the ground looking up might only see a tiny band of unidentified terranons passing by. They reformed while flying out over the large lake that bordered the southern edge of Alarinad.
Shocara was pleased, the sun slipping down below the distant hills, promising them a good bit of twilight. Even more to her liking was the fact that the sky was cloudless, and a few stars were starting to shine. They would at least have a way to navigate, should they be separated.
Coming in from the lake, the band of fliers rose up, to gain a better vantage. The city was rushing at them, the Elvin lights coming alive. Shocara felt herself overwhelmed by a sense of wonder, Atrucin’s warning touching her; the city seemed endless and amazing, and she felt tiny and insignificant flying into it. This made her angry, and hardened her resolve. She could see only a few Elvin fliers in the remote distance, silhouetted against the sunset colors.
Looking towards the higher parts of Alarinad, where the large and imposing buildings sat, sprawling up a tall hill, she looked to the west, and saw another area of imposing structures, ringing a large open area. By the glowing lights, she noted large crowds of Elvin moving about unaware.
She called to the closest fliers, giving them instructions, eager to head straight at this place, and to land swiftly.
The Elvin on the ground likely had only moments, between hearing the loud rush of the Eridian’s terranak’s wings, as the mass of warriors dropped from the darkened sky, into the grassy lawn. Shocked and terrified, several of them were slashed by swords, as the Eridians leaped down and attacked anyone they could reach. Leaving a small group to defend the Terranons’ Shocara led half of her warriors towards the closest building, while others unloaded her father’s devices, and followed behind.
Shocara ran into the closest building, which seemed huge and amazing. She managed to engage two Elvin with swords, wounding both in short order, and passing on. Her group swept through the length of the building, a large meeting hall, and as a couple of her men worked feverishly to place the devices they carried, Shocara headed into the next building. She ran through a half dozen trapped Elvin, women and children mostly, and reappeared outside, as a second group led by Hacarim emerged from another with a handful of warriors.
“Hurry!” Shocara screamed, as an arrow landed near her, and stuck in the grass.
She scanned the surroundings, looking for the archers who might plague them, and spotting one on a staircase, she pointed and called to her own men. A well placed arrow caught the Elf and ended his resistance. “This way!” she called, going across the plaza, to invade yet another building. They found only a handful, and cut down those who ran too slowly. She nearly lost her footing when three large explosions erupted from across the open plaza, the shock of the blasts difficult to take.
“Hurry!” she screamed, worried that the noise would cause their mounts to take flight, but she was soon reassured, finding the men that had stayed behind to guard
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