>make your rolls, issue orders ect ect

rolled 59 = 59

I'd say let's go in for another charge but I dislike those archers getting free shots on us as we move away and then get ready to charge again. I suppose our bear cav should just move in and engage the archers and try to take them out ASAP while the rest of our men keep moving forward. The other two cavalry units should keep moving forward for now and get ready for another charge. Rolling command.

rolled 19 = 19

elemental roll Use spikes to take out the Undead Archers with 93 units

>>17727755
Agreed. Have the horse cavalry wheel around and prepare another charge. The uursan cavalry should just engage the remaining enemy archers in melee.

Have the first wave infantry continue pressing forward. The second wave legionaries should start pushing the undead into the river. The third wave light infantry should complete the encirclement of the undead still on the ford.

Looks like a combat roll is not necessary right now.

Also I hope Malcius doesn't mind us taking charge during the battle.

>cavalry
regroup after they break through and prepare to charge again, starting with the northern skeleton archers
>reserve units
have them advance and fire at the enemy units that are being encircled
>warlords and units with their group
have them engage the second enemy line

You rapidly fire off a series of signals from your ring as Spite flows with the mass of uursan flesh around him, wheeling about towards the northern unit of skeleton archers. Seconds befroe the uursan cavalry makes contact with the enemy rear and the horse cavalry breaks through, you ravage the southern skeletal archers with stone spikes. The rear charge is devastating, preventing any supporting archery from slowing your assault infantrys fury.

With another flare of consecrated flame the Warlords crash into the central unit of undead line infantry. Bone is pulped, incinerated and shattered as the dwarves barrel onwards, unperturbed by the spears arrayed against them. Belatedly, you realise that your orders were misconstrued, and the uursan cavalry simply wheeled tightly about to strike again at the enemy archers with intent to pass through the enemy ranks again. You remain uninjured, but it also dawns on you that halting will be an issue, as the remainder of you assault infantry closes in on their targets.

rolled 48 = 48

>>17728353
Oh bloody hell. Try to get the other bear cav to stop charging through the ranks. As best we can. At this point, I can't really think of any other commands than to just let this get finished up. Command roll.

rolled 86 = 86

Start putting up earthen walls that cut the skeleton swordsmen formations in twain, and prevent our own forces from charging into each other. They'll stop once they reach the walls.

Elementalism roll.

rolled 92 = 92

>>17728353
combat!

>>17728472
>>17728534
Really /tg/ dice?

>>17728465
They have already engaged the archers. Telling them to disengage would only cause further casualties.

Desparately, you signal for the uursan cavalry to cease their full charge, and they do, much to your relief. Such is your relief, that you fail to take into account how moist the earth at the riverbank is when you attempt to raise a stone wall to bisect the undead swordsmen you find yourself amongst.

As the rest of the assault infantry impact the undeads second line with devastating effect, you notice a signal flare fired off by Malcius, a request more than an order. he wishes his dwarven axes relieved before they grind themselves into oblivion.

Contemplating, you look up to see a storm of arcane and elemental fury wrack the as of yet unengaged northmost unit of skeletal swordsmen seconds before a storm of repeater bolts slash through their southern counterpart. Just behind them, Cornelius makes himself conspicuous, smashing and hacking his way through the undead warriors about him, directly to their controlling necromancer. In an almost artful flurry, he vivisects the Uurlanthi arcanist, tearing his head from his ravaged torso moments before the severed chunk of meat splashes to the river.

>>17728746
From what I understood, they think they're supposed to keep charging through the enemy lines completely while we just planned to keep fighting the archers. I'm trying to see if we can stop them from charging more.

>>17728746
That's true.

Tell the horse cavalry to stop. Have the uursan cavalry turn away from the center. Avoid the giant wedge of friendly infantry.

rolled 7 = 7

>>17728777
Get the unit Malcius wants to fall back and have the unshakeables take their place. Command roll. If we can finish off the archers quick enough, we should time our advance into the swordsmen just before the infantry meet that line. Command.

>>17728827
seconding

rolled 29 = 29

>>17728777
I am rolling combat to do something very flashy! add a flourish too!

rolled 61 = 61

>>17728827
elemental roll Stone spikes to take out the Undead Archers with 25

>>17728827
Morale bonus?

Tell the light infantry to complete the encirclement of the undead on the river. They don't have to engage in melee. Just keep the skeleton swordsmen boxed in as the legionaries push them into the river.

"PULP THESE OLD BONES AND FEED THEM TO THE WIND!!!" You bellow out, confirming to the Unshakeables to relieve the 121st Dwarven Axes. "FEED THEM TO THE GRAYRUNS SO THAT THEY MAY NEVER AGAIN RISE!!" You add as you begin to lay into the rear of one of the remaining units of skeletal foot-soldiers. To your south, the last of the skeletal archers, as your peers uursan cavalry follows your example and lays into a unit of skeletal swordsmen themselves. Moments later, in a flare of consecrated flame, the Warlords wash over the last of the spear wielding corpses before them, increasing the speed with which the last few swordsmen are returned to their rest.

Both north and south mobs of skeletons are shoved towards each other, and into the river, as those that once guarded the eastern side of the crossing are cut down, many of them by your own blade in the north. It is clearly over now, you realize, as the horseback cavalry again lances through undead ranks, reaping a deadly toll on the reanimated fallen as they do so.

>finish ordering out this battle, or move ahead to the conclusion?

>>17729229
Conclusion I think. At this point it's just going to be combat and ele rolls until we're done.

>>17729229

Might as well end it. No effective leadership left, its just a mopup action.

rolled 33 = 33

>>17729229
Combat roll

rolled 68 = 68

Stop using elementalism. It's not doing much in the mud and we need to save our juice.

I believe most of the undead should be dropping soon? They are still actively fighting without a necromancer (except that one dude still in the ford), and should use up any reserve necromantic energies left rather quickly.

Actually, ask Lena and Wulf to snipe that last necro. Command roll.

As the sun reaches the middle of its journy across the sky, you realize that the killing is finished for this portion of the battle. You dismount spite where you were when the battle ended, next to the finally stationary Warlords, who had not stopped running since the battles start. Shaking violently, barely standing, save for the pair of armored dwarves supporting her is Catalina, her hair matted with sweat proportionate to the rivulets of it soaking her robes far above where the water did, despite the chill early winter air. What you can see of her face is grim yet triumphant, and the entire battalion seems to be looking upon her with naught but respect and adoration. In the distance, you can see Malcius separating from the legionary unit he spent the battle with, confidently making his way over too you as the aerial cavalry swoops in to land.

First off their mounts are Wulf and Lena, the former worriedly making her way to Catalina, the latter grinning lightly and making his way towards the rest of the air elementalists.

>>17729441
Wow. Ask Jayne to give her a boost. If she's still too tired, we may have to bench her for the next battle and use the bell instead.

Have everyone take a breather, and see if we can salvage any demonic weapons.

Start bringing the auto-wagons across the ford.

>>17729441
Tell the girl what an awesome job she did but then we best get back into business. Give the men a short break and then we have to march towards the bridge with the units that are the least tired. I imagine the warlords will be sitting this out with the rest of the wounded. They can start looting this area I suppose while we head to the bridge. Catalina should stay behind to rest as well.

>>17729441
Congratulate Catalina on a job well done and tell her to take a rest.

We should talk to Malcius and find out how his maniples is doing. We will have to depart for the next crossing bery soon.

>>17729592
>>17729619
seconding these

>>17729619
>>17729592
Seconding these two.

Smiling warmly, you make your way over to Catalina "You did an excellent job this morning, Lady Canary." You commend her.

"Yes she did. Kept my dwarves from wipin'thmselves out." Uursit adds just as warmly. "Religion or no, she's earned my entire battalions deepest respect and gratitude."

Before you can reply Lena cuts in "Cat you idiot! I counted you releasing THREE more arcs of summoned consecrated flame than you said you could before you were too weak to continue! AND you were summoning more of it to your whip!" the fire haired mage chastises her friend. If you hadn't seen Lena do the same to her students at your arcane academy, you would not believe her the same girl you rescued from a mob of Uurlanthi slave soldiers.

Panting, Catalina halfheartedly quotes "If we dont push ourselves, we cant get better." somehow making her acceptance of Lenas worried embrace look bashful and afraid of reprimand.

Sighing, and lightly tapping the still shaking priestess' forehead, Lena asks "She WILL be resting for the next portion of the battle, right Commander?"

Nodding, you reply "Yes, along with the wounded, the Warlords, and whatever units Malcius sees fit to rest from his maniple. It will be their job to watch for enemy reinforcements from the south, and search for salvage."

"Only the 121st Axes will be resting from my force... though I think we should have our maniples strike as one mass if this engagement was any indicator on how to best deal with large forces of undead soldiers."

>>17730015
"I agree, we'll have to sacrifice some of our mobility but we will be more effective as a group"

>>17730094
Second. Don't think there's much else to do but let the men rest a bit and then get marching to the bridge.

>>17730015
A quick rest and then off to the south we go.

Have those who aren't tired pick through the dead and the debris of the towers. Notify the medical staff that we won't be stationary for long, so they should be prepared to move the wounded, if it hasn't been done already

Cremate the dead. Mount auto wagons.

You nod in agreement "It will limit our mobility, but we need to crush all of our foes, and the extra power will be necessary."

Malcius grins "I look forward to fighting alongside you at the center of our line for our next battle then, Justinian."

Grinning, you look to Sansa "Have the soldiers rest, then prepare to be on the move within an hour. Cremate the-"

"When my strength returns to me, I will burn the dead with consecrated flame. A proper set of Final Rights so that they do not rise again. I just need my strength to return to me." Catalina cuts you off, a worried Lena dropping the priestess as she turns to regard Catalina.

Catching her effortlessly, one of the warlords, his right arm seemingly hanging on by willpower alone, amends "Ye need a celebraetory drink faerst. Ye can work after ye sleep fer a few hours girl."

Before you can get another word in edgewise, Blackbird inserts himself to the conversation "Commander, would you have me and my clan strike south now, or should we wait until after the battle is over in its completeness?"

>>17730407
I say send him out ahead of time. We're not going to use him in the upcoming battle so he might as well get started. Just have him leave a few men behind so we can give them any orders we might have after we discuss things with the other commanders and then they can take it to him.

And let's make sure Cat gets some rest while we're sitting around. She seems like she might end up the stubborn type that won't rest when she needs it.

>>17730407
Let Catalina get some rest on one of the wagons when we march.

>>17730463
Agreed. The sooner they set out the sooner they can start disrupting the countryside.

>>17730463
Agreed on both counts.

"You have my leave Blackbird, I am certain that you will not be so far gone that your help cannot catch you." you nod to the eager looking old clan orc, before turning to the Warlord who caught Catalina "See to it that she rests on the autowagons until we depart, and continues to do so until it is nearly dusk. And see too your arm, it seems to be falling off of your body."

the dwarf shrugs "Its naught but'a flesh wound Command'r. I've had worse repaired by yer wives b'fore"

Shaking his head sadly, Malcius interjects "I swear the return of the arcane is going to ruin natural selection in the Legion."

Grinning, you reply "No, it will simply make us that much tougher and meaner."

-----CQ-----

As you approach the bridge, it becomes imediately obvious what happened. Gabriel led the assault, his forces smashing the demonic battalions, and pushing back the undead. then, Jarins battlehost advanced past the other dwarfs soldiers with his own, and has held ever since, GAbriels forces simply minding the flanks against counter-charges.

Hefting his hand-bow, the thing glowing with runes and its arcane nature, shortsword in his right hand and tapping the ground, Malcius asks "So, how will we announce our arrival to this battle? Toppling the towers, or a heartening cry to accompany our charge?" as the legionaries and centurions line up to either side of yourself and your fellow commander.

>>17730407
I believe the plan is for them to move past the main bridge, and set up road blocks to delay the southern ford garrison from reinforcing the main bridge.

>>17730869
"Three words, my friend."

DEPLOY
THE
BELL

>>17730930
second

>>17730869
Use the signal rings first and then take down the towers. Our forces will be in position to make sure nobody escapes when we engage the enemy, of course.

>>17730869
I think we should take down the towers first, as they would hold the concentration of enemy mages and archers.

>>17731037
Second.

rolled 34 = 34

Elementalism roll for the towers.

Grinning like a madman as you focus yourself, you reply "Witha knock on our foes back door, and a ring, of course." Then, in one fluid motion your hand shifts from its relaxed position at your side to a mailed fist in the air. a single series of flares fires off, before the result of your mental focusing makes itself clear. With a mighty roar, that many no doubt interpret as the Bell of Inevitability tolling, the three towers that stand sentry over the vast bridge are shaken from their foundations, spilling arcanists, demons and mortal guards from the parapets alike.

As the entire rear echelon of undead warriors disintegrates, clearing the way for your and Malcius' force to reach the towers, the mass of soldiers rushes forward with a mighty cry. Seconds after the enemy leaders recover, some fifty powerful looking Demons of Pain take wing, all of them streaking towards your own aerial cavalry, as monstrous flesh golems, each with a quartet of bladed arms begin counter-charging towards the new combatants, clearly intent on slowing your progress while the sluggish undead re-organize their rear ranks.

A grimace on his face, Malcius taps his blade to the brow of his helm, and a shimmering, coruscating mask, terrifying in its form materializes before his face, causing the few demons of violence already moving to support the flesh golems to veer away from the center of your lines and the man beside you. He levels his hand-bow at a flying demon, and pulls its trigger. A single bolt of crimson light lances out from the arcane item, though the lathe does not move, nor does any other part of the otherwise ordinary hand-sized crossbow. In moments, you will be in combat yourself.

>>17731279
Is there time to fire off Earth Spikes at the charging flesh golems before they reach our line?

>>17731279
Lets go after the demon first.

rolled 67 = 67

rollin combat for demon

rolled 67 = 67

I got a fever, and the only cure is more anti-undead bells. Keep ringing that Bell of Inevitability!

Also encourage our troops to press forward.

Command roll.

>>17731462
Let's not keep ringing that bell and draw attention to it so that the necromancers send everything they have up their sleeves to destroy it.

>>17731492
Seconding that we should save the bell, at least for now.

>>17731492
Going with this

rolled 65 = 65

>>17731404
Rolling ele to hit those flesh golems.

>>17731457
>>17731462
>>17731595
/tg/ dice are officially fucking with us.

Nodding to Malcius as he lowers his hand, which had been thrown skyward by the massive power released by his hand-bow, you pull a series of stones up from the ground, and set them to orbiting your blade as you draw it. Each one rockets into a separate flesh golem, each slowing the corrupt conglomeration of dead tissue, or doing superficial damage, but not a single impact causing noteworthy damage.

Then, your foe presents itself, a massive demon of violence, its skina deep purple, its face framed and shielded by thick black horns sweeping down from the side of its head. Its skin a network of crisscrossed scars interrupted by raised bone plates of pure white, offsetting its deep skin. Roaring, it hefts its massive elongated club, and charges towards you.

Lightning fast its club descends, and you catch the blow on your shield with ease, spinning away from the beast long enough to see Malcius hacking and blasting away at a flesh golem, his long thin cape flowing with his every dodge as he avoids the powerful sweeps of the abomination.

A second strike from your own foe is easily dodged, and you move in to slash at your foe, only for your blades kiss to cause the brute no readily notable physical pain. It retaliates with another brutal swing of its club, this strike knocking you onto your back.
>cont'd

Eyes pointed upwards, you see Wulf leap from the griffon he was riding, elongated shadow trailing him all the way to the demon he targeted, your proteges blade trailing lighting, the shockstones in its hilt and on his gloves glowing brightly as the demon looses its head. In a brilliant white blast, Wulf throws himself to another demon, keeping himself aloft with snaps of thunder, and well timed kicks planted on other demons bodies as he duels the apparent leader of the blue-grey flock.

Then, you roll clear of another massively powerful swing of your foes club, though you are forced to abandon your shield. Springing up to resume your battle, you are undaunted by the demon looming over you, despite its height advantage, and clearly superior strength.

rolled 88 = 88

>>17731811
Let's try this again. Combat roll.

rolled 72 = 72

>>17731825
Botch Roll

rolled 12 = 12

>>17731855
botch roll 2.0

rolled 41 = 41

>>17731811
Elementalism roll. Spike the demon.

rolled 96 = 96

rollan elementalism

Growling, you hurl yourself at the oversized demon, falling natuarlly into the Wolf stance, both hands on your poisoned blade, putting everything you have into dodging and striking. three craters in the ground later, and the bulk of your force is slamming into the barely assembled rear ranks of undead warriors, mercilessly pressing the skeletons into the unmoving wall of dwarf flesh that is Jarins battlehost.

As the demon before you swings his club down a fourth time, you impale both mighty arms on earthen spikes, shattering clear through the bone plates that had prevented you from so much as tickling the brute but moments before. In an explosion of pink blood, the pikes burst through the other side, clearing the brutes right forearm and left bicep of all protection save the demons thick skin. Wasting no time, you plunge your blade deep into the demons chest, and are rewarded with the sight of its veins bulging and pulsing as they attempt to reject the poison your weapon secretes.
>cont'd

As Malcius takes one of his foes four arms off, a brilliant white flash in the sky draws your attention upwards, to where a quartet of demons swooping to pursue a tumbling, bleeding Wulf. A second flash obliterates your proteges pursuers, and he uses the time to kick off against a falling demonic torso, rocketing upwards. With a second clap of thunder, he halts, on level with the leader of the flight of demons even now battling your aerial cavalry.

On the ground, yo see Collin hacking through a group of skeletons and afflictionless demons, his eyes locked on a single, wingless demon of pain, in its hands a cruel, elegant looking greatsword. the beast confidently strides towards your blademaster, licking its lips in anticipation of the battle to come. A trail of ruined bodies, both skeletal and demonic, Collin presses on, a fire in his eyes clearly visible from your location, one that terrifies all who know the dwarf. Then, your own foe breaks free of both your blade, and earthen spikes with a bellow of rage, and another explosion of vibrant pink blood.

rolled 26 = 26

>>17732089
Rolling combat again. For real this time. The last one was just practice.

rolled 70 = 70

>>17732089
Elementalism roll STONE SPIKE the demon again

>>17732186
Awesome

rolled 69 = 69

Keep encouraging our troops.

Ring the bell again?

>>17732220
Never. I still say we should use it only when we really need to. And since you rolled so high, I must disagree.

>>17732220
Voting to hold off on the bell for now. Let the undead get closer to it before we use it again.

>>17732295
agreed

Grinning, you spin away from the clumsy, pained strike of the demon, and drag your blade across its chest, widening the hole you just punched in the beast. Dodging another retaliatory strike, you recover your shield as your soldiers continue to press forward, breaking down reanimated bones to pulp as they advance over them.

Glancing to your right, you see Malcius blast another arm from the golem standing before him, before sneaking under its guard and stabbing for the gem giving the beast three eyes instead of two. He misses, but takes half of the monstrosities head in spite of the clumsy dodge that robbed him his kill.

Catching another strike on your shield, you snake under your foes guard, and with a powerful downward stab, you wedge your blade between the bone plate guarding the demons thigh, and its now weeping flesh. Sparing a glance to your other side, you see Collin and the demon he singled out in a blur.
>cont'd

For the moment you focus on the pair, the combat seems to slow, just enough for you to see the blademaster deftly batter his opponents weapon aside, and put a seventh deep gash in the demon. It does not howl in pain, or rage against Collin, its simply moves to retaliate, though it seems painfully slow in comparison to the Degnarian master. then, the combat snaps back to full speed, but a blur to all but the most masterful of swordsmen, and you tear the bone plate from your foes leg, and catch a vicious punch on your shield, shattering the demons forearm on the sheet of kextratia.

Glancing up as you leap over a low sweep of your foes club, you see Wulf plant his blade in the base of his foes neck, roaring in triumph. For a moment he tumbles end over end with the corpse, feet planted on its back. Then, with a mighty peel of thunder and flash of lighting, the young Degnarian launches himself at the northmost tower, descending as a massive bolt of lighting at the now cowering arcanists atop it. Only you notice Lena free-falling behind the young man, arms and legs splayed out, arcane energy slowing her fall to just less than a fatal speed, her mouth slowly working, gathering power as she approaches the tower.

rolled 44 = 44

>>17732430
rolling combat

rolled 23 = 23

>>17732430
okay one more time Elementalism Roll Stone Spike the demon Spider-man told me to

>>17732430
Command roll.
BREAK THEIR BACKS! CRUSH THEIR BONES TO DUST!

rolled 75 = 75

>>17732563
lets try this again

Worried about your protege and Lena, you swiftly wave your hand at your charging foe, pinning the brute in place as you turn to watch. Wulf strike st he surface of the tower with terrible speed, and, in a crack of thunder and massive burst of lighting bolts, it all looks to be over. Then, you see his his form rise over the charred, ruined forms of the once live arcnaists and their bodyguards, and swiftly set himself about dispatching the last few undead atop the tower.

Then, riding a cone of pure white energy, Lena lances through the top of the tower. From every arrow slit and window white-hot power spews forth, every crack blasted open by the immense power the young mage is channeling, the devastation tracking her descent, even as the last demon that had accosted your aerial cavalry begins its final descent to the ground. Then, the light finally hits the ground, shaking everything around it, yourself and your soldiers included, with the combined force of the impact and arcane blasts.

The tower, already shaken loose in its foundations by your elemental assault begins to fall seconds after the doors at ground level are vaporized by the outpouring of arcane power. Wulf leaps from the top of the tower as it tumbles towards the Grayrun, and Lena confidently strides up from the crater and through where the door had been, landing beside Lena as if he had simply leapt from the top of a tree barely big enough for a man his size to climb. They are too far off to hear, but you can just barely read Lenas lips as she turns and plants a kiss on Wulfs "yes".
>cont'd

Unsure whether to be furious with the foolish pair, or happy for them, you simply stride forward, beheading the demon before you in our stride, no longer threatened by the once mighty brute between you and the battle at large now.

Further out, you see Collin devastate his foe, looking almost disappointed as he takes off one arm, then the demons legs at the knees with a followup backhanded slash. Building up forward momentum the dwarf kicks his foe back, and relieves him of his other arm before the thing hits the ground. Seconds after the limbless demon strikes the earth, Collins blade punches through its neck and into the dirt, to rise moments later as Collins hungry eyes begin to hunt for another foe.

rolled 8 = 8

>>17732761
I assume battle is still going on. So let's combat roll it up.

rolled 98 = 98

rolling command

rolled 35 = 35

Elementalism roll. Try to push one of the remaining towers into the Grayrun.

>>17732840
/tg/ dice, why do you mock us in our hour of victory?

Hey Pax, can we upgrade our troops, like we did with the Deadeyes?

>>17733032
After the battle, I mean.

>>17732840
Evacuate? In our moment of triumph?

Still rather unsure of how you feel, you stride ahead and begin beating down skeletons. You dont like being confused, especially when its between something like feeling happy for the young man you will adopt seconds after your first trueborn child is born, and rage at him and the woman, whom you see as the younger sister you never had, for emulating your own brazen stupidity. So you throw yourself into battle, a spinning vortex of wrath, all of your anger poured into the animated corpses, and when you can find one, arcanists, arrayed before you.

Somewhere in the insane dance of death you are trapped in, you manage to bring down the southmost tower with a mighty quake, spilling it into the Grayrun. Unfortunately, at the same moment as this incredibly cathartic destruction is enacted, you realize that the pair that so confused you is fighting _together_, as one. Wulf stabbing and slashing, lashing out with physical prowess and protecting Lena in one, while she defends them at range, striking out at groups of confused, raging skeletons before he can even register the threat. Flawlessly they weave destruction upon the undead that would make any holy man of Neshai proud to be responsible for.
>cont'd

As Malcius catches up to you, clearly perplexed by your actions, as most of the soldiers are simply cleaning up what remains of the crossing guards, something breaks inside your mind. The sight of another leader of this army reminds you that since you had the Bell of Inevitability rung, not a single order has been issued to the troops. It had not been needed, but that does not register in your mind, as it had just broken "THEIR GETTING MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" you below in confusion and pride.

Most of the soldiers, especially those of the Duchy, stumble to a halt, many of the last skeletons being felled by accident. But not your maniple, no, they all know exactly who you are referring too. The pair now frozen slack-jawed atop a pile of broken undead, gazing at you in utter wonder, confusion, and shock. Then, realization hits your soldiers who rise from the stupor that fell over the invading army at your command. They react as one could expect of any soldier who had just learned that their baby brother or sister, depending on whom they were closer too, just became engaged to the one person the entire family could agree was perfect for them.

The force that had been the perfect image of Degnarian fury moments before makes damn fools of themselves in front of their peers, comrades, and all Ten of the damned gods. And who is to blame them? Sure, they all respect and love you as the big families Father... but it wasn't the same hearing about your engagement as it is hearing about their baby brother or sister... the two that are purposefully spoiled by the entire force as a result of the familial way you manage things. As your maniple explodes into congratulatory cheers, you see Wulf mouthing in silent shock "Why?"

At the same moment, Malcius simply asks you "What?"

Oh jesus. Justinian just went full retard.

It's not our fault. Justinian obviously has brain damage. Get him to the medicae.

>>17733078
Just... Just... There are no words. Let's finish this battle. Say we got hit in the head and it can wait.

>>17733118
lol

>>17733078
"just giving the youngsters a lesson: No one upstages The Midnight Dragon without paying the consequences"

I can feel the derp flowing through this thread. It is not a pleasant feeling.

....I think it's time Justinian went to the medicae to have his head checked.

Shaking your head in an attempt to collect yourself, you reply "Just giving the youngsters a lesson about being at the center of attention."

Malcius shakes his head again "Meaning? If you had done that a few moments ago..." he gestures about at the field of broken undead, already being set upon by Catalinas priests, each ensuring that none will rise again.

"That is why I waited" you lie, suppressing the massive grin that is now worming its way onto your face now that the danger is well and truly passed.

"I take it your protege and the girl at his arm..." Jarin begins as he moves to join yourself and Malcius.

"YES!!! ITS TRUE!!!" you hear Wulf shout in exasperation from the center of a crowd of your soldiers, who begin to slowly disperse a few moments later, clearly because of something one of the pair in question said.

Chuckling Gabriel, who had arrived moments after Jarin, adds "Not unlike how my parents did it... though with them there was less leaping from a perfectly good griffon. It was during a battle that mother proposed to father however."

Sighing, you interject "I had been hoping that they would wait until I could officially adopt Wulf, but I'm still happy for them... though why Wulf chose now..."

Laughing, Gabriel interjects "If you like I could have my mother explain the mind of someone who proposes in a battle to you, assuming Wulf cannot satisfy your curiosity... though I would recomend against it."

For a time, the four of you laugh, until Malcius finally interjects "I suppose we should lead the looting efforts, to ensure that it is all distributed fairly. We can continue this conversation when we meet to decide if our plans need change in light of the losses suffered forcing this crossing." Nodding in agreement, the group disperses.

>Gah, I'm falling over here, so I'm calling it here tonight
>someone archive please
>I'll be back tuesday at 9pmish server time

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