Hear ye hear ye! All brave TW knights gather round and listen!
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Name: Neko
Specialization: Archery and AssassinationI sit on the ridge over looking killer 66 and his joining of men, they've brought with them quite a force. I look back at my small time bandit outfit and say "Someone fetch me some bread and ale...and my crossbow, I might introduce myself to these guys.."
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I ride hard and long with the fellow knights who avenge this great jurney. The sun is now striaght above almost blinding but I swet the swet of a barve knight riding on nay-nay ready to give all I have to help my knights. Oh and I vote Zanderaw to be the leader. Just saying!
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I see some movement on the ridge. Not knowing what it is, I pass along a message to all the knights to put their men on high alert. There's something wrong here...
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I arrive at the meeting point shortly. I walk over and introduce myself to Zanderaw. I notice movement on the ridge and shoot a bandit down with my crossbow.
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The bandits death has triggered an assault! We outnumber them 10 to 1, but they have the high ground and are shooting arrows at us. Our army moves off the road into cover, and I spot a trail leading up the ridge. seeing an oppurtunity, I lead my contingent of men up the trail to engage in combat.
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OKAY SCRATCH LAST POST!!! "Sir Zanderaw! I see movment along the east side of us!"(left) "I see through some trees, about 50 to the left we might be outnumbered!"
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"Knights! Return fire!" I yell as I charge up the trail. The bandits are taken by surprise, and most flee. The remaining ones are quickly killed or captured. As I am about to kill Neko, I see at least 100 fully armed kights coming down the trail. "I have one question for you, Neko, and one question only. How much do you hate Belial?"
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With Sir Zanderaw un able to here my cry I lead some of my troops down another path covers and protected. We move with no sound. I signal my men to go farther down and report what you hear. My messenger knight fallows back and reports with a low tone, "They see Zanderaw and his men! They are heading up to meet them at the top of the path/hill they are outnumbering us! They have 50 to 60 men along with the other 20 Zanderaw and his men mght die we are their only chance to save them from a groosum fate!" I am shocked and I lead my men to the top of the hill, we are too late they are already in battle! Many fight hard and long! (many hours later...)
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Sire, wait for me I can't fend for my self wile I'm carrying all of your stuff! Oh pleas my I abandon all this extra gold you brought me to carry? I would be much more useful if I could even have a free arm to draw my own sword. I drop the sacks of gold. Draw my sword and ride to catch up with the others.
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Streching my mighty longbow, born of ancient oak found in the dead forest of what is now know as Irland, I take aim at one of my foe's henchman. The arrow flys true and is word enough, my seventy seven assaians of Nordic hertitage spring from hiding in small burrows they had dug weeks previously.
Etched with ancient runes, my bow whose holy name is 'enthroul' let's out a mighty howl while the balance is restored. This belia and its mudline of heretics wil burn before sol has slept this day
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I search franticly for Zanderaw as I am unable to find him from all the others. I am thrown off my horse and my men are already captured. I look behind me and see Belial taking me and many others with their army. I twist and thrash franticly and ubsurd as I see our army retreating! I try and yell, "Youncant leave us! Come back save us!" and my mouth was taped closed... I wake up chained to a wall with my fellow knight Mark, "Mark, arenthey coming back to save us?" "Sir Shep, I am afraid to say, but no they left us" "Youndont known that! They may get more men to help!" My other friend John says, "Sir Shep, Mark has lost the most importantthing we had now, the only thing, hope" I sit in the dark cold dungin and what I still have, hope for the great almighty Zanderaw to return and beat this army and take us back to our kingdom to rest and rebuild ournstructure!
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Uh... What?
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Driven from the battlefield with most of the army, I ride many days eastward. Neko was let go in a desert with no food or water and no men left. I have a friend in the great Indian empire; hopefully he will give me enough troops to overwhelm Belial. I can only hope that the others stay alive...
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For many days and weeks I had sat on the hard stone that was covered with mold and moldy water. Mark already died from the cold. John was franticaly shaking the chackles at our feet and wrists. I wondered what the dungin guard would do. "Enough Boy!" he whips him 29 brutal times and still John didn't stop. I saw the guards sword slay through his tender body and blood was everywhere. I lost all hope now and wish for the return of Zanderaw!!
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I arrive in India, where I learn that Belial sends routine raiding parties against outlying settlements. Because of this, the Indian emperor grants me 300 archers, 1000 footsoldiers, 250 camel-mounted knights, and 85 war elephants. I'm on my way back!
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*ahem* I don't care how many centuries back this is, NOBODY TAKES MY COMMAND POSITION! Zanderaw, Sheep Stacker, bring your armies over to Tuscany. Thanks to my wonderful espionage team we have found belials castle. If you have any archers of crossbowmen, bring them. Enemy archers will be bringing a hail of arrows upon your knights from within the stone castle. And Golddigga, I relieve you of your servant duties to me. I now name you Sir Golddigga of the great TW army! Be brave, men and dint give up!
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*don't not dint
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I never took your command, the men nominated me and simply followed my orders. I will come to Tuscany, but do not forget, Belial still has armies in Spain, which he will surely send against us. Just know that until I arrive, you are outnumbered. Oh, and sheep stacker is in Belial's dungeon.
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Nice to see you've joined the fight, .45 Cal.
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Name: BobtheBozo
Specialty: Verbal persuasion and race car driving...I hear the call of killer and take my troops to Tuscany where I see the magnificent glory that is the combined armies of the resistance.
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I CANT I AM THE ONLY ONE IN MY ARMY IN THE DUNGIN!!! Others retreated!!! *back in dungin* I was being forced to eat what I think is beef, I refuse, throw up and bang my chackles against the stone. I know Zanderaw has to return I know it! As for others, cowering is their only opption. I wait day and night weeks after weeks, I lose count and I can no longer wait! I know I'll die if I go stir crazy! But it took over me. I thrashed and yelled! The prisoner next to me punches me and Im back to normal. "Thank you, why is your name?" The man thinks. "I am Sir Zian and I come from the kingdoms azworth as I was captured and my men fled wihout their ruler..." Now i wait for Zanderaw! Hopeing he rides day after day till he reaches and defeats Belial!
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My troops arrive in Italy, where fighting has been heavy for the last few weeks. The resistance is still strong, but is fighting a losing battle. That is, until my army appears on the horizon. We join the army, and begin to push Belial's army back. However, Belial's army from Spain appears in the north, and I send my army to deal with it under the command of my lieutenant. I myself will be leaving on a special mission.
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I hear a door break open falling ecoing threw the caverns. "Sur Shep! Where are you!" I knew that voice, it's, it's, it's Knight head Ben! "Ben I am over hear!" I yelled. "Oh thank god your alive sire" "Yeah I almost lost complete sence" I was set free from the grips of the chackles and get in my armed and we ran out I was again mounted on nay-nay. My army had come back with all 3,000 of them! I race with knight Ben on my right and Sir Zian on my left. I see Zanderaw and his men fighting as we join in!
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My mission to find Shep's army and rescue him from Belial's dungeon is going well. As he runs up to me, I say, "Come on, we haven't got much time." We escape just as the portcullis closes. The losses are catastrophic. over a thousand men lost... I guess that's what happens when you go on a suicide mission to rescue another commander.
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.45 you were never in command, neither were any of you, killer is my and our leader. Btw, anyone need me to shoot any thing with Mah m72 law arrow modified thing?
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When I rode up to Zanderaw and we escaped, we did lose over well more than a thousand maybe 20 thousand troops. I am well greatful for Zanderaw as I too would do the same thing. As we ride off sharing what I had been through we came across a sword mounted in a rock. "Zanderaw, what could this be?" I asked walking over to it. "it may be the sword from the destiny book, soposably king aurther would be the one to mount it out" he chuckled as he pulled hard at the sword. "here my friend, let me take a turn" he let me and I pulled as the sword became farly loose and it came out solid and gold. "I loosens it for you" he guiltified. "Nah I saw you and it wouldn't buge but I guess you you can have it because your a better leader" I knelt down before him as he took it.
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Merely weeks later I find myself in a tavern in Rome. I'm good friends within the roman empire, would've died in that desert if it weren't for that trader who met me along the way. Long travel but I got here. With new men, new weapons...and a new plan...need to kill belials ancestors to ensure my survival along with everyone elses in the future. I am in a secret room of the tavern with a handful of my men. W have plans laid out and such. "We will assault Dawnkeep, a holdout of belials forces. If we capture Dawnkeep we could possibly launch an eastern campaign." "Dawnkeep it is" I still wonder if Zanderzaw's men consider me an enemy or an ally.... "Barkeep! Bring me the finest ale ya have!"
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glman does have a point. Anyway, my men only obey me. I declare that any lower ranking commanders have the choice of which leader to take orders from. Killer's army has yet to show up, so for now .45 caliber is the only other leader here besides me. Choose your leader wisely, because they will decide whether you live or die.
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A few miles Zanderaw rode along with me and then parted as we both had new things to acomplish, Zanderaw told me he was going to go back to india, but I knew too good of him to do so. As for me one of my spyes so well trained, had word sent to me of Neko in Rome. I rode there and met up with my spy, Jacob. "Are you sure you saw him here Jacob" I asked as we put our horses
up In a privite stable. "As sure as can be, he had well over a handful but a handful walked with him into a secret room located far deep in those walls to the north east sire" Jacob pointed to a strange badly beaten builden but looked far to noticable. "Very well Jacob, get our best men, we shall attack apon midnight" -
As I ride towards my army, I wonder what became of Neko. As I remember, in our own time, I had stopped the hunt for him, because I thought he might prove his worth again. If he's alive, I think, and if he really does still hate Belial, then we could really use him right now.
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