In Melf's Camp

[Black Robed One]

[OOC:]

IMPORTANT!!!

This online RPG is currently open only to ElrosTarMinitarsus who will be role-playing Trakas Wolfsbane Lightning-Bearer in there, and of course, whatever NPCs he is going to encounter. Also, at least one more player will likely join this online RPG very soon.

Either way, even though I will not restrict anybody from reading contents of this thread ( especially since I am not quite able to do so ^_^; ), I ask any players who will read the contents of this thread not to use any information they will learn from it, as their characters will not have access of this information!

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[Black Robed One]

The large fortified camp houses the allied forces – the Knights of Luna under the command of such a legendary figure as Melf “Brightflame” Faerie and the dwarven warriors under the command of Khazraad Corond, a crown prince of the Principality of Ulek and the first son of the ruling prince Olinstaad Corond.

[Black Robed One]

The wooden walls, with a several watch towers, that surround the camp are constantly patrolled by elven watchers – either squires or junior Knights of Luna, who are constantly wary about the possible attack even in the gloom of evening.

[Black Robed One]

The camp itself situated some thousand feet south from the forest, on the very border between the Faerie Kingdom of Celene and the Orcish Empire of the Pomarj – the final stand where the allied forces pushed the invading orcish hordes.

[Black Robed One]

Despite the smashing past victories, however, today’s battle didn’t go for allied forces as they had expected, and they were forced to withdraw into their camp under the hail of arrows, ballista bolts and powerful magic.

[Black Robed One]

Even now, four the most powerful and important figures in the camp gathered inside Melf’s tent to discuss the plan of tomorrow’s battle…

[Melf Brightflame]

“Let’s sum what we decided on so far,” Melf “Brightflame” Faerie says.

[Melf Brightflame]

Melf is rather tall for a gray elf, five and a half feet tall to be precise. Over two hundred years old by now, Melf appears older then he should be, with all his once pale gray hair gone white by now, and a combination of winkles and battle scars besieging his once handsome face. However, a spark of fire still burns in Melf’s light green eyes, suggesting that this is the man who hasn’t been beaten by either age or enemies.

[Melf Brightflame]

Dressed in white robes and with a longsword as his only weapon, Melf looks more like a mage then a knight, which is actually true. And yet, none who have seen Melf in battle with a blazing longsword in his hand could doubt his battle prowess, especially those who ended on the wrong side of Melf’s blade.

[Melf Brightflame]

”We all agree that the enemy general is the key figure in this battle.” Melf continues ”Even I could do little to hold his powerful magic at bay. And continual exposure to enemy general’s magic will be the end of us; the rest of the orcs can just stand aside and watch. What I suggest is to make a quick raid into the orcish general’s very stand even as our main forces will mount a final assault against the orcish fortifications tomorrow. I have a surprise that I have been storing especially for a occasion such as this: a spell scroll that will allow me and nine other people to teleport behind the enemy lines to strike against the enemy general as the main orcish hordes will be trying to defend against or assault. Without enemy general’s powerful magic, our superior skill will be more then a match against the remnants of the orcish hordes.”

[Khazraad Corond]

”I and my lads are takin’ the center in the coming battle, just as we always do.” Khazraad Corond, a crown prince of the Principality of Ulek and the first son of the ruling prince Olinstaad Corond, said.

[Khazraad Corond]

Khazraad Corond is powerfully-built mountain dwarf, even on the war council he is fully dressed in his adamantine breastplate and horned helm, and his greataxe is with him as always.

[Khazraad Corond]

”Your knights can ride the flanks and cause some major chaos in enemy ranks with their magic tricks; this always worked before, ‘till we got to this blasted bastard of a general and his sorcery, and it’ll work just as fine once we get rid of him.”

[Khazraad Corond]

Khazraad paused and then added, ”I’d like to be the one to split his rotten guts with me axe, but lads need someone to be with them when the worst comes. Who’s better then me?!”

[Melf Brightflame]

”The elite strike force against the enemy general will be composed only of volunteers, of course.” Melf says ”And to be frank, quite a few of us are going to join the Ruler of All Elves or Dwarffather tomorrow, one way or another. We here…” Melf paused and observed his three companions - Khazraad Corond, Trakas Wolfsbane Lightning-Bearer and Solarion Quenoscient, ”…Are the more powerful then anybody else in our forces, and I must say that I am greatly counting on your aid. But I’ll understand if you refuse, for the enemy general may prove to be as dangerous as his whole army taken together. From what I’ve witnessed today, he is a spellcaster of great power…”