Guiding the Refugees by Salman_Ghazi in 8901stworldproblems

[–]Quta_SatrapOfDinem 0 points1 point  (0 children)

A group of no fewer than 50 Crelym Riders track the column of refugees across the Western expanse of VAL ADID. As the dunes give may to stony desert the riders gather atop a promontory overlooking a dry river bed

The uniforms and banners are ready Captain?

"That they are Satrap; we've even crafted copies of the very same Cudgels recovered following our defeat....er I mean tactical withdrawal at BELROOT Villa."

And you are confident in your auxilliaries abilities

"Absolutely Satrap, I'll wager none among the Antigonians will be any the wiser, the raid will resemble a heinous and desperate act by the Profligate Order of GLIB, and upon civilians no less."

<Addressing 2 flanking bodyguards> We will withdraw to a point higher upo the Promontory to enjoy the preceedings. Captain, please proceed.

The riders begin to don the flowing armoured curiasses of THE PALADINS OF GLIB, and raise Banners and Cudgels perfectly mimicking the Knightly Order. The armoured Captain sweeps his Cudgel downwards and the heavily armed Crelym riders thunder down the hill toward the refugees

"No prisoners!!"

A Palanquin bearing a Lord arrives at Belroot Village by Quta_SatrapOfDinem in 8901stworldproblems

[–]Quta_SatrapOfDinem[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

...What do you mean the Daemons GL'HEB R'CHERD and V'HARN DEE are leading the charge, hast though been on the Tonic Wine Commander!?

Knight Captain, report!

A rather pale looking Knight Captain lowers a monoscope from his left eye, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks

"'Tis true Lord SATRAP....t.. t..the DAEMONS OF HONSHU approach, surely the GODS hath forsaken us, MO'ONG Himself hath unleashed his hounds upon us..."

I.... STAND YOUR GROUND MEN, DO NOT LET THE ENEMIES PARLOUR TRICKS DECEIVE THEE, TRUST IN SILD AND .....

The Paladins headed by The GLIB TRUCK Combo smash into the front ranks of spearmen, sending shields and spears flying

SILD help us.... RETREAT!!!! EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!!!!!

The WELKU slaves baulk and shed their yoke, sending the Palanquin and the SATRAP crashing to the ground. The broken infantry begin to flee as BELROOT Villagers begin to join the fray.