Post by kayne on Apr 11, 2014 19:38:28 GMT -8
When word reached Gabriel in the mountains, that the Jarl was requesting assistance and declaring war upon Galainir, he was ready. After having had suffered the humiliation of losing his home to the usurper, he had been getting ready and building his forces for months, all in secret of course. Now, the time he had been hoping for was finally here. After having gathered his troops and begun the march to the capital, Gabriel and the Darkstar Warriors encountered battalions of Lenfels and Loreesi looking for the same opportunity. After squashing some ridiculous clan machismo and rivalries, Gabriel and the leaders of the other battalions knew that joining forces was the best way to mount this attack.
As they approached the castle and formulated the plans, Gabriel shocked the others with what he termed his ‘secret weapon’.
“The dwarves of Garheim are tinkers….they will be able to breach the castle walls better and quicker than a sapper.”
“I don’t believe it, they’re dwarves. All they know is stone and mining.” Jerik, the Lenfel captain said.
Ahmed, the Loreesi captain snorted, but otherwise said nothing.
“Just wait, they have created something they call flash powder. It’s dangerous, but in these circumstances I think it’s warranted.”
As the siege began, the dwarves loaded a barrel into the catapult and lit the end. As the troops charged the gates, there was a moment of pause as the flaming barrel flew overhead. Then, chaos erupted. At once there was a blast of heat as that of a furnace that permeated the entire battlefield, and the sound of the explosion seemed to felt as strongly as it was heard. The walls erupted in a shower of stone and fire. Gabriel took a brief moment to turn and give just a hint of a smile to Ahmed and Jerik.
Then, the fighting erupted. As Gabriel charged the usurpers, it seemed that bodies fell left and right. It was hard to tell what colors they were wearing with the mass of blood and gore. As he looked up his eyes connected with that of the ugliest man Gabriel had ever seen. Clad in black, he whirled chains that ended in blades from each hand. In a blur, the chains whipped through the air and tore apart the soldier just in front of Gabriel. As their eyes met, Gabriel knew he had but moments to react…..
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So, inspiration for the explosion is from Xenomurphy. I tried to use LED lights in it to light it up a bit, but they just don't show up enough with the lighting for photography. Later I'll post a pic in low lighting to show it off a bit more. This is the unrestricted build at 64x64 studs. The restricted entry is coming soon.
From the flames seemed to be a spectre of death itself. Gabriel had lost his horse in the fray and now stood face to face with The Man in Black….The Dark Crow. His mind raced, and the first thought was of range, The Dark Crow had chains of at least 15 feet that he whirled from each hand. Gabriel had only his long sword. He knew that in order to be successful he would need to get close, and fast. It was as if the Chains of Tyranny were being whirled by the Crow; Chains that could reach the farthest depths of the land, and that there was little hope of survival. In his mind, Gabriel saw those chains as the same chains that Galainir used to suppress the land. As he charged, his sword was caught in a chain from the left. Slowly, he lifted his shield in his right hand. He knew he should have started with his right hand, his good hand. Too late, out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of silver…..the other chain, ending in a blade passed through the flames to his right. He lifted his shield…..
On the battlefield….only the victors are remembered. Gabriel was left for the crows and vultures.
