!uGYNBMPzOs 01/13/11(Thu)02:34 No.13503089|
"Now was that so hard? Now I would suggest that you consider the virtues of civility, and how greatly decreased, or perhaps even increased you value would be by my being forced to remove small, unimportant limbs due to the absence of civility, Felenthis. Lady Blentus, I will see that some of your cleaner cloths are sent to you, as a reward for your good behavior. Now, I believe that will leave the two of you to each others company" at that you leave the couple as they were, and set out to gather another force to strike at the tower you have not paid the Mirthless warriors to destroy.
Shortly after your ambushing group departs, you have your legionary battalions, the 50th scouts and Vohzd Lennis' men ready to depart, along with two of your heavy repeaters, which should be more than enough to topple the tower. The remainder of your forces staying behind to finish your dealings at the city. As the autowagons clank along, your mind drifts again to your visions, more and more this seems like the calm before the storm, a bittersweet melancholy falls over your mind as you travel. You had told more than one member of your command staff that a storm is coming, and now that you are beginning to learn the size of it, you wish you had been wrong.
Within a day the last tower held by the soon to be late Lord Blentus is clearly visible on the horizon, a garrison of merely 200 men living within. The only catch is that the next tower is much closer thatn the nearest Blentus held crossing, whatever you do, it will need to be done very quickly, lest a signal be sent, or the next tower notice the fighting in the distance.
>so, whats the plan?