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STEEL AND FLESH JUDGEMENT OR FAVOUR 1
A grave silence was now upon the courtroom, but it did not last long because after about twelve heartbeats, slight mumurs resumed once again because most of the council members started conversing with themselves, probably due to Lord Mordian's request for forgiveness."Uncle, what are you doing, this is very unnecessary." King Lauihnio whispered to his ear."Shhhh Lauihnio, I have to do this.""What if they refuse to forgive you?""I do not know, nothing will happen either way." King Lauihnio shrugged. King Lauihnio shook his head lightly, looking a bit embarrassed."Look Lauihnio, I am doing this out of courtesy, not because I am afraid of them." He said. "As a matter of fact I fear only the gods - and you."King Lauihnio was shocked at his uncle's confession however he struggled to believe what he heard from his uncle because to him, there was no way that he was a source of dread to unarguably the greatest and most lethal swordsman he had ever set his eyes on."It may seem shocking
STEEL AND FLESH JUDGEMENT OR FAVOUR 2
"You all wanted my verdict concerning my uncle? Here is my verdict and I swear by Oridon's mace, anyone that questions the decision I am about to make today, I will treat such offence as I will treat a man who is guilty of treason." He said firmly, before standing before his uncle face to face."How could you do this Lauihnio." He said. "After all I have done to prove my allegiance to your reign. Have you forgotten Merveilland, I swear by Oridon's mace you will be a fool to slay me, just to please these weak, old shitbags, who have good oratory skills, but are weak willed and would sell you over if they are heavily rewarded with coin." He uttered in vexation.King Lauihnio still looked unconcerned at his uncle, and even smiled sinisterly at him. "Get him on his knees."One of the soldiers stepped on lord Mordian's calf, an act that brought him on his knees, causing him to wince in pain.Now staring at death in the face, his heart began to thump. How could this be, what must have come
STEEL AND FLESH THE ARMORY
King Lauihnio was taking a walk with his sons, Aynam and Daeymen around the palace. The young princes aged fourteen and ten respectively were very much excited while they moved and interacted with their father."Dad, apart from studying, what else did you spend your time doing while you were in the woods?" Aynam asked."Why do you want to know Aynam?""Why shouldn't I know what my father is up to, or is it wrong to ask you about things that disturb me?" Aynam scowled.King Lauihnio smiled. "Oh Aynam, you never seize to impress me with your inquisitiveness, however I will tell you what I was doing in the woods apart from reading, and studying.""Tell me father." Aynam looked eagerly at his father awaiting his response."Well I was hunting.""Hunting?""Yes, hunting.""Wow, that sounds interesting, so what animals were you hunting?""Is that really necessary?" "Yes it is.""No I cannot answer that.""Dad." Aynam frowned, creasing his eyebrows to the center. "Come on, what animals were
STEEL AND FLESH CONFRONTATION OF PRINCES
"Hey, Aynam! Daeymen!" King Lauihnio snapped at his boys who struggled to claim the sword that Daeymen had found. One of the soldiers at the armory, moved closer to them and separated them, however the soldier seized the weapon from them.The young princes snarled at each other, while they exchanged insultive words and threats at each other.The captain in charge of the armory bent towards King Lauihnio's ear. "Your majesty, I admire the spirit of the young princes. I am sure that at their age they can wield the sword." He whispered.King Lauihnio furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean." "I suggest that the young princes engage in a duel with each other, their anger towards each other calls for a fight, we may think that the lads are mad at each other but what I believe is that the warrior inside of them wants to be set free."The captain who was a veteran believed that he spoke out of experience.At first king Lauihnio frowned on sighting the hostility of his sons towards each oth
STEEL AND FLESH RAGE IN SHAME
A soldier was appointed by the captain in charge of the armory, to serve as the umpire for the duel, and he stood in between the young princes, who were now fully prepared with their armour, shields, and wooden swords.King Lauihnio who was sitting down with the captain, very close to the duel ground made of clay, heaved a sigh because he saw this as a proud moment.He however had less concern for the possible injuries that the lads may sustain, but he was eager to witness the extent of their skills for the sword, having being taught how to handle the sword since the time they were able stand comfortably on their two feet.No doubt, the numerous sword drills organised by king Lauihnio for his sons, were very much met with criticisms from their mother, as she dimmed it premature and unnecessary for her tender sons, to learn the ways of war, pain, and blood.The umpire signalled for the commencement of the duel among the young, and snarling in rage, they hurtled towards each other."You
STEEL AND FLESH DISSATISFACTION WITH THE HEIR
Daeymen laid down helpless on the floor while he received heavy punches from his elder brother, who looked very determined to disfigure his face."You think you are better than me huh!" He growled. King Lauihnio gaped confusedly at the fighting scene.The captain noticed how uncomfortable the king was, judging from his expression, however he ordered the umpire to end the duel.The umpire pulled Aynam from Daeymen's body, and instead of raising his arm as the winner of the contest, he attended to Daeymen, whose face became swollen, and purple as a result of the blows he incurred.A section of his mouth was bleeding, and he winced in pain meanwhile Aynam ignored the umpire and raised both his arms proudly, as he relished thoughts of his victory and dominance over his brother.He also felt proud and happy to be able to prove a point to his father, the captain, and the burly, grim soldiers who witnessed the fight.A few soldiers approved his victory by clapping their hands, while some of
STEEL AND FLESH TRUST
"Every feature, and character that Aynam possesses is from you."King Lauihnio scowled at his uncle. "Are you trying to say that I am arrogant - that I do not possess the qualities of a good king?""I did not say that you do not possess the qualities of a good king." Lord Mordian snorted. "But you are arrogant, and you do not think or listen to your elders before you pass judgements. You always prefer what seems right to you.""If I was the type that was always eager to listen to advice, you would be dead by now. Hope you know that?" Lord Mordian curled his lips, and remained silent."I love Aynam the way a father would love his first son, but I feel he needs to learn. The only problem is that he does not look like he is ready to learn." King Lauihnio began to look concerned.Lord Mordian laughed. "If my memory serves me right, you were not much of an easy going student." He said.Lord Mordian then sat on the empty seat beside him where the captain had occupied earlier and continued
STEEL AND FLESH THE REBELS 1
Lord Garthine Polion was at his villa together with Lord Mordian. The time was nigh for both men to do their part, in putting an end to the uprising that threatened the peace and unity of the Bauthinian people.King Lauihnio had supplied them with coin, men, and equipments that were needed to successfully put an end to the rebellion, which was including weapons, shields and horses.Both men were inside a chamber there at the villa, together with Lord Cyprion and captain Bonio who were to accompany them in their quest to put an end to the rebellion.They sat round a table with was made from wood derived from an oak tree to discuss their plans or course of action, for the mission they were to commence today."From the information I have gathered Lord Mordian, some of the rebels have crept into Vegia despite the lockdown." Said Lord Cyprion. "This means that these people are more serious than we thought."Lord Garthine Polion frowned. "How is that possible? The king ordered an intense se
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EPILOGUE
Epilogue:Days had passed since Lord Mordian's successful but perilous attempt to harness the arcane forces and restore the fallen soldiers. The initial triumph had given way to a relentless and sinister consequence that now gripped him with an iron hold.Lord Mordian's once vibrant complexion had faded to a sickly pallor, his skin appearing almost translucent under the harsh daylight. Dark circles etched themselves beneath his eyes, marking the toll of sleepless nights and restless vigils.His once steady hands now trembled, the faint quiver betraying the constant strain he was under. His arms and legs felt as if they were aflame, an unrelenting burn that surged through his veins like molten lava. The physical torment was unceasing, a constant reminder of the power he had dared to command.The palms of his hands bore the brunt of the adverse effect. Sections of skin peeled away, leaving behind raw, tender patches that stung with every touch. Lord Mordian's fingertips were bliste
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SHADOWS OF DOUBT: BENEVOLENCE IN QUESTION
"In times of war, there must be consequences for actions taken," Bongan Rodbar's voice carried an air of authority as he addressed the captive commander. "You are responsible for the pain and suffering this invasion has brought upon these lands. And now, you must face the consequences.""I was carrying out my orders!" The chief commander replied coldly, with a malevolent look at Bongan Rodbar.Bongan Rodbar turned to Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust, his eyes steady. "Gentlemen, as a symbol of justice and retribution, one of you may choose to deliver the final blow. The choice is yours."A heavy silence hung in the air as Lord Barthine Loust exchanged a contemplative look with Lord Mordian. Then, in a surprising turn of events, Lord Barthine Loust unfastened his own sword from his side and stepped forward, his eyes locked on Lord Mordian."Lord Mordian," he began, his voice carrying a weight of sincerity, "it is you who deserves this chance. For all you have done, and for what yo
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UNEXPECTED IDENTITY
As the dust began to settle on the battlefield, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust exchanged weary yet triumphant glances. The unexpected intervention of the Elerian warriors had turned the tide of battle in their favor, saving Prodloust from the clutches of Quanian annexation.Amidst the aftermath of the chaotic struggle, a presence drew their attention. Among the Elerian horsemen, a mounted soldier stood out, his demeanor exuding an air of command and authority. Even from a distance, it was clear that he was the leader of this formidable force, and his presence was a beacon of hope and strength.As the Bauthinian soldiers continued to regroup, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust's eyes were drawn to the mounted leader. His attire spoke of his status and prowess. He wore intricately designed chain mail that gleamed even in the dim moonlight, each link a testament to the craftsmanship that had gone into its creation. His helmet was a work of art in itself, adorned with elegant
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RENEWED VALOR TRIUMPH
With a fierce determination, Lord Barthine Loust carefully lowered Lord Mordian to the ground, his movements deliberate and calculated. His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, the cold metal a comforting weight in his hand. As the two Quanian soldiers charged towards him, he took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.Ducking beneath the first swing of a Quanian blade, Lord Barthine Loust's movements were fluid and precise. He sidestepped another strike, the air whistling as the enemy's weapon sliced through the space where he had been. His mind raced, analyzing every movement of his opponents, seeking out their vulnerabilities.With a swift motion, Lord Barthine Loust parried a blow and countered with a calculated strike of his own. His sword met the Quanian soldier's weapon with a resounding clash, the force of the impact reverberating through his arms. He lunged forward, his blade finding its mark and carving a deep gash across the soldier's chest.However,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 7
Amidst the chaos, the spectral warriors led by Lord Barthine Loust and Gorloth charged into the heart of the Quanian forces with an otherworldly ferocity. Their armor gleamed with an ethereal radiance as they clashed with the enemy, cutting through the Quanian soldiers with unmatched skill and precision. The Bauthinian foot soldiers, who had been struggling earlier, were awestruck and filled with renewed hope as they witnessed the terrifying warriors with their haunting helmets fighting on their side.Amidst the clash of steel and the cries of battle, the Bauthinian soldiers couldn't believe their eyes. "Who are these warriors and why do they wear such haunting helmets?" one soldier exclaimed in disbelief. Another shouted, "We're not alone! They should be mercenaries hired by Lord Barthine Loust to help us defend our city!" The sight of these fearsome warriors turned the tide of morale, igniting a newfound fire within the Bauthinian ranks.Gorloth, with his long sword and battleaxe,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 6
Amidst the sea of chaos and carnage, Lord Mordian's focus was unyielding, his sword an extension of his indomitable will. Every strike he made was a tribute to the countless lives he aimed to protect. As a Quanian soldier's shield smashed into his face, a blinding flash of pain erupted, and he staggered backward, his vision momentarily blurred.But even in the midst of this disorienting blow, his training and instincts took over. The burly Quanian soldier lunged at him, his swift movements designed to exploit the momentary weakness. Hammering blows rained down upon Lord Mordian, testing his defenses. Steel met steel as Mordian parried and blocked the onslaught, his muscles straining against the powerful attacks.With each parry, he calculated his opponent's movements, his mind racing even as the world spun around him. His resolve was unshaken, his determination unwavering. In a lightning-quick motion, he sidestepped an incoming strike, his body moving with a grace that belied the
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 5
As the evening wore on, the relentless exchange of missiles between Bauthinia and Quania showed no sign of abating. The darkening sky became a canvas for streaks of fire and trails of smoke as projectiles cut through the air with deadly precision. The grim toll of casualties mounted on both sides, with soldiers falling amidst the chaos, their battle cries drowned out by the cacophony of war.The Quanian siege towers, though battered by the unyielding Bauthinian artillery, continued their slow advance with an unwavering determination. The massive wheels of the towers rumbled over the rugged terrain, inching ever closer to the towering walls of Prodloust. The defenders of Bauthinia were caught in a cruel dilemma, torn between diverting their attention to the menacing siege towers and retaliating against the unrelenting Quanian artillery.The relentless onslaught from both sides created a maelstrom of confusion and chaos on the battlefield. The Bauthinian soldiers worked tirelessly,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 4
As the battle raged on, the defenders of Bauthinia swiftly set their plan into motion. On the ramparts, soldiers bustled around three massive cauldrons perched above an open flames, the air thick with the acrid scent of boiling oil.With practiced precision, they worked to ensure the oil reached a searing temperature, its surface shimmering with the intense heat.Lord Mordian's voice carried across the ramparts, his tone firm and resolute. "Prepare to release the oil on my command!"Soldiers lined up along the ramparts, ready to execute the order. Their faces were grim, hearts pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread as they awaited the moment when they would unleash the scalding oil upon the Quanian forces.Down below, the Quanian soldiers continued their determined advance, their synchronized march pushing and pounding the massive battle ram onto the gates. The ground trembled beneath their feet, each step and effort to ram the gates weakened the locks more and more, thus brin
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 3
The cacophony of battle reached a crescendo as the exchange of arrows between the Bauthinian and Quanian forces continued with unyielding determination. The sky was painted with the arcs of deadly projectiles, each arrow a messenger of death and defiance.The defenders of Bauthinia, knowing the importance of maintaining their archers' position, worked tirelessly to reinforce their fortifications. They scrambled to bring more bricks, stones, and timber, building makeshift barriers to shield the archers from the incoming arrows.Across the field, the Quanian archers adjusted their strategy, seeking to find gaps in the Bauthinian defense. They aimed for the weak points in the battlements, targeting the areas with fewer defenders and where the makeshift cover was not as effective.As the sun hung low on the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield, the archers on both sides continued to pour arrows into the air. The sky was a storm of wooden shafts, each one carrying the ho
