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The fighting was fierce. As the hobgoblin horde pushed against the Espadan ranks, the pikemen of the Black Wolf answered in kind, with crossbowmen casting bolts from through the pike formations, while brave champions armed with greatswords sneaked from under the walls of pikes and bled the enemy...

The Black Wolf vanguard warped off the path, to form a defensive bulwark ahead of the road against the Alurmanat push, giving the Espadan host time to cross to the city. Knights rushed forth, while the infantry pulled, letting the heavily armoured foot troops to shield the formation. Some of the...

The marching over the mountain passages was indeed difficult. Three of the knights of the Black Wolf had to deliver the bitter killing strike to their own horse, for they had lost their footing and broken their legs sliding down the rocky slopes. Adosinda was there, when they bid farewell to...

"The King is ready for a clash with the Hobgoblins." Adosinda intoned. "We move to break the siege of Moranna Cruz, now. With the warmaster's ships, they will have no option but to break the blockade, or go to war with us. In either case, we will win." The Captain-Chaplain wasted no words to...

The Captain-Chaplain rode down the road, galloping towards the Espadan camp as head of a contingent of some thirty knights of the Black Wolf. Her hair caught and braided, dancing on her neck as the wind blew against her. Her black armour contrasting the sunlight washing hher from above, causing...

The Riosian army had finally broken. It was not her, but her knights who took notice, while Adosinda had been consumed by the pursuit. Her knights' shouting eventually caused her to pull the reins of her stallion and bring the pursuit to a halt. There was little point continuing, was there? As...

IN THE NAME OF GOD The sound of visors closing came in synchrony almost as if part of the deathly choreography of the battle, conceived by its very architects long before the first bullet squealed through twisted intestines. The black cloth wrapping the long pole was removed within the...

The very shock of the men was evident in their widened eyes, staring at the King of Espada, a revealed Saint- no, a God, before their very eyes with the Captain-Chaplain's word to seal it. How could that be? Was it indeed the time the God-Machine returned to deliver Sparnia from evil? Was it...

The mutilated bassilica of the church spread like feathers of black inbetween the debris, flames burning like candles in the cathedral of doom and forsaken faith. As the wing, cracked and broken yet standing, symbolized a torn lost statue's glory, so did Adosinda's widening eyes spoke of her...

The chaplain's strength was spent. Long had the battle lasted, and eons it seemed, the dark arcane, now identified in Marcus' foul being, had exhausted her. The final revelation of heresy, to Adosinda's eyes, was the final shot that broke the spine of faith. To the Sparnish creed, there was no...

Deceit... The chaplain could see it now. Words like venom, gaze like hypnotizing pendulum, the Abhartach's vile existence seeded so far deep into the minds of the common folk, her own had fallen victim to the trickstery. She should have never given him the chance. She should have fought him...

Flame and thick white smoke jumped out of the iron barrels, as one after the other the cannons of the Riosian host cast their deadly load on the advancing Black Wolf formation. The pikemen preserved their formations as their pace remained true, steady, regardless the urge filling every man...

Stand The very sound of the word steered the darkness clouding the Chaplain's mind. By the time she had turned, unexplainably following the command of the King, her had had already reached back, released from the bind of the praying palms and grasped onto the dagger's handle, beyond the King's...

@Marcus Aumont Oveda burned. Even after the massacres ended, and the Espadan flag was raised over the citadel, flames continued their primordial feast upon the wounded buildings. What was left from the plunder was selflesshly offered to the pyres, while few of the surviving denizens roamed the...

The chaplain nodded to the orders received by the King. The plan was soon to be set in motion. It was indeed the Black Wolf, armoured detachments of the Espadan army, the fraction most experienced to deal with such an obstacle. She openned her mouth to speak further, yet @Vyona of the Wolf Clan...