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The night of the allied assault(last night at invasion long)

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PostPosted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 3:11 pm Post subject: The night of the allied assault(last night at invasion long) Reply with quote

Leshok rode his horse forward towards the castle of the former Lord British, for this eve many forces were combining to assualt the invasion. The others began to arrive, his Lord Vaen, brother in arms Shadow, and Lady Paladins Mia and Labelle. Shortly before any others arrived from the Regency or the Royal Court, Leshok he noticed a large amount of damage doen to a piece of his armor needing repaired, he should return shortly he believed. He rode out from the castle, his aim to reach a quick crafter.

Suddenly the invasion surged a bit into the city again, forcing Leshok into battle worring about how well his arms would be protected with damaged sleeves. The chaos of the fight swept in, all Leshok knew was he was guiding his sword and his horse against enemies at every angle. When or how he ended up at the large building known as Lord British's Conservatory, he didn't question and quickly ducked inside throwing whatever he could find, tables, shelves, chests infront of the door to bar entrance. His left arm was aching beyond belief, how it shook with each parry of a massive ogre's club! His sleeves provided no protection anymore but he could still lift his shield and still move his arm.

He sat there for a good moment catching his breath, drinking the last of his water, eating the last of his bread. With a sigh he checked his bandags and knew he couldn't last out forever, he had to get back to the front lines where he believed his friends and allies were fighting. He peared carefully out the window and nearly lost hope at the sign of the invaders rallying around a General Titan, heading for where Leshok was. His mind raced looking around for an escapte option, as he saw a window near the back. He would have to get out and move fast, else he be overwhelmed, he had to get away from the general, but what about his horse? A large explosion shook the building and opened a hole as the titan blasted it with a fireball.

Not hesistating a moment, he spun on his horse and chaged out the new exit, suprise his only allie. The Horses momentum knocked the initial rush of lesser invaders aside as he sped off down the street, the general tight on his heels. The creature blasted at him with spells and physical assualts, it was all he could do to keep moving, and keep himself alive. Suddenly after parrying a hit from the titan, he felt a loud pop and his shield arm went wild with pain, as it fell limply to his side. Fear now sped him faster as he cleared past another building and finaly saw his allies! Though the titan general seemed to close, he didn't think he would make it.

Just then a giant white dragon, followed by Lady Molly apeared, and the titan had a foe able to fight it. Leshok coudln't even manage a wave of thanks as he went off to the healing station Labelle had set up. He couldn't move his left arm, quite certain it was dislocated at the shoulder. Lady Ellesbeth helped him snap the arm back in place and put it in a make shift sling as Labelle worriedly attended to the few others who entered. Aparently word about him lost on the battlefield had reached here, and brought worry to those who knew him. Yet he still didn't have time to rest much, he offered his thanks and quickly drank some water before departing for his duties to the Legion.

Later that night Leshok was standing over the small pool of water outside the school he had built, gently massaging his left shoulder when he noticed Labelle walk up. Smiling he greeted her and introduced her to the place he planned to make a school of Paladins. He gave her a tour of the large building, then to the small suprise he had on the roof, a small covered table and food for two. Circumstance was with him, for she was rather hungry, they sat eating and talking of the invasion. She worriedly inquired about how Leshok managed through, the way she talked seeming different to him, a slight nervousness on her voice not normaly there. The pleasant conversation last a while longer before she excused herself from fatigue of the day, and rode off.

Leshok sat there looking at the small pool of water with a slight smile replaying those few words over and over in his head "I had worried for you.." as he walked inside and lay on the grass of the roof watching the stars in peace.
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