[u]Chapter Three[/u] [u]The Siege for Khalosh[/u] [spoiler]Closed.[/spoiler] [i]Fire.[/i] [i]Flames darted across the broken city, the wild wrath of the terrible substance raging throughout the buildings and the streets in a flurry of chaotic destruction. A white miasma had spread across Khalosh and beyond, coating the city and rendering it null: guns, magic, technology.. all locked into place, or taken down. Trampling throughout the streets were cavalrymen and soldiers, pulling up the citizens, and subduing those whom came in their path.[/i] [i]All except for those golden lions.[/i] [i]Men and women, in separate uniforms of purple or white, clashed against each other with swords of steel and iron, or edged axes, or whatever they could find. Khalosh ran red with the blood of the fallen, as hours passed without an end to the ringing of metal and the clashing of blows. Soldier against soldier, warrior against warrior - those whom would call themselves the servants of the people and justice against the purple and gold lions of Trayve.[/i] [i]The clattering of hooves filled the air, as another cavalry horse would enter the fray. Only.. it's armoring was gilded with ornament and light gold, it's steel plating befitting of a member of a heavier cavalry, not one for maneuvering through the burning Khalosh. It's rider was adorned in the armoring of a knight, his magnificent purple shawl flying against ash and the wind, the previously shining steel of his armoring now an ashen black color. In his hands was a longsword, corrupted by something more than himself as black and red veins ran throughout the center, up from the guard to the tip - yet perfect, seemingly crafted for his hand.[/i] [i]How many had he killed? How many had he ended? How fanatical were they?[/i] [i]The knight was suddenly forced to depart as his horse whined in agony, as a woman from below had stuck it's underbelly with a spear before she was trampled by the horse's might. The polearm ripped through flesh, a shower of blood trailing from the steed as it skidded across the ground, the knight forced to depart. He clashed against the ground, groaning before rising and finding himself surrounded by the men and women in white..[/i] "Damned murderer!" "You will pay, lion!" "Here is their prince, oh terrible Arthur!" [i]Arthur Trayven wouldn't speak or deny their claims and would have attacked, had a pommel not slammed against his head, knocking him out in a single blow.[/i] --------------------------------- [i]Two days later..[/i] [spoiler]Open to all. Replying to this will allow you to participate in the siege. ASSIGNED ROLES: [b]Vanguard[/b] JT (JT, lol) Star (Cthulhu) Cain Coldbourne (Pants) Eddie Tobias (Ginger) Issac (Frog) These characters will be handling the front lines for some time. I would ask that you use characters that are good on offense or defense, you'll be ripping through the enemy for a bit. Isabella Trayven (The one and Orny) [b]Assault[/b] Freya/Trayven Reinforcements (It-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named) Alric/Dojo Warriors (Royal) Gilliam/Imperium (Emperino) Athena (Valkyries) These characters are leading their select factions throughout the fighting and taking key zones. Factions aren't required, but you will get outnumbered and killed if you play stupid. [b]Assassins/High-Priority Target Eliminators[/b] Traci (Cthulhu) There are a select number of Tribune individuals that need to be wiped out in this siege to truly call it successful, lol. These individuals are on the scale of mini-bosses, so be careful. [b]Pending[/b] Amanda (Jen) Rose (Jen) Natalie (JT) Lilly (Pants) [/spoiler] [spoiler]Signups end on Thursday night, Central Time. So roughly eight for me.[/spoiler] "Khalosh. They're in Khalosh.." [i]Freya murmured to herself, sighing as she studied the message sent to her by a scout. The Trayvens, or roughly half of them, had moved out of the Dojo, now packing an additional dome around the large-scale convoy that they had taken onwards to Ollimand. She had succeeded in guessing where the Tribune's forces were..[/i] [i]Now she needed either more support, or confirmation from a few individuals.[/i]