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STEEL AND FLESH THE THIRD CIVIL WAR: Triumph
The hornless minotaurs steered closer and closer, putting on cold menacing faces, with their weapons fully at the ready. Despite Lord Mordian's assurance that the hornless minotaurs were on their side, the elves still looked frightened, however they were not to blame because none of them, had accompanied him when he went to Goreland in search of the Badorna lotus. Three of them halted their horses, giving up the chase, however Lord Mordian was not concerned about that, but instead he quickened his horse, overtaking his counterparts, now fully focused on the Gorelish King."Are you sure his judgement of this incoming band of warriors is correct?" One of the elves asked his fellow comrades."I am not sure if he makes the right judgement or not, but since he is the Aran Sereng, I think we should follow him, he can never betray us." Another elven soldier replied.At this reply, all the mounted elves directly behind Lord Mordian were now motivated to follow him in the pursuit of the Gorel
STEEL AND FLESH THE ELVEN COMPANION
Prince Elrond and Lord Mordian were strolling along one of the many corridors of the vast, and exquisite castle that belonged to the Pinkiland prince."At last, Pinkiland is safe once more." Said prince Elrond to Lord Mordian."Yes, that is how we see it." Lord Mordian replied nonchalantly."And also once again, we have you to thank, for the state of normalcy we now find ourselves - I must also thank you for saving my life, yet once again." He said. "How many times is it now?""Ten times." Prince Elrond eyes widened in surprise. "Ten times?" He asked. "That is a whole lot, anyways I owe you, a lot.""No problem, after all, what are friends for, we need to have each others back." Prince Elrond nodded in agreement. "So have you any news from Goreland?" Lord Mordian asked."Uh nothing much." Prince Elrond shrugged. "Only that Lord Koorban is the new ruler of Goreland, and he promises peace, however he promises to put to put to death the scholars, and mages that helped create the Skaezer
STEEL AND FLESH BACK HOME
Two days had passed since the arch cytix priest's deadline for Lord Mordian to bring the Bardona lotus, so he could use it to revive king Lauihnio, but however Lord Mordian had some hope that the arch cytix priest would be able to keep him alive until now. He held unto the words of the holy man, when he said that he would try all he could to keep the king alive for one more week, however his commitment to the allied forces during the third civil war had extended his delay to two days, and now he was very much eager to save his nephew.At the moment, he cared only little for Romeo's condition, however the teenager did not need his care, because Klara did her best to take good care of him.Finally they were upon the gates of the fortress were king Lauihnio was being treated. The gates were opened by the sentries upon sighting Lord Mordian and Romeo, however Klara hooded herself, so her identity as an elf would not be known to anyone.They were warmly welcomed, and they dismounted from
STEEL AND FLESH THE PROPHECY
"Then why did you request that the Badorna lotus be brought to you as a prerequisite for my nephew's remedy, when it was all lies?" Lord Mordian was indignant."I am sorry about lying, but trust me, your journey to Merveilland to get the Badorna lotus was not a waste of time." The arch cytix priest sounded confident."Now you say I should trust you?" Said Lord Mordian. "Okay, why then did you send me to get the Badorna lotus?" He asked.The arch cytix priest remained silent."You are silent now, I thought I asked you a question."The arch cytix priest heaved a sigh. "Something big is coming." "What?""I said something big is coming, and it is bad, really bad."Lord Mordian put up a questionable look. "What is it?""The god's revealed it to me before I came here, it looks like your call for my help was timely.""Holy one with all due respect, stop beating around the bush and answer my question. What is coming?"The arch cytix priest, stood as straight as a dork, then he looked at Lord
STEEL AND FLESH RESTIVENESS IN THE CAPITAL
It was now about a month ever since king Lauihnio, was absent from his palace, but however, Lord Garthine Polion made it known to the people, especially his family members, that the reason for his absence was due to the fact he was in study at some place in the woods. This news was made to calm the fears and restiveness among the Bauthinian citizenry upon the rumor that king Lauihnio was dead.Lord Garthine Polion got down from his horse, together with two soldiers, who were fully dressed on their uniforms, and the junior officers around saluted upon sighting the commander."Where is the king?" He asked."He is upstairs, in his room." One of the soldiers replied."Okay thank you."Upon reaching the door of the king's room, he knocked."Come in!" King Lauihnio said.Lord Garthine Polion opened the door, and saw the king looking at some scrolls."Good day your majesty." Lord Garthine Polion greeted."Good day Garthine Polion. Hope everything is alright with the temporary leadership at t
STEEL AND FLESH PAINFUL DEMISE
Lord Mordian was in his room, writing some poetry when a healer rushed in, causing Lord Mordian to be alarmed, and at once he stopped what he was doing, however he made some scribble on the papyrus where he was writing his poetry."Good day Mordian." The healer who was a young woman said, panting out of exhaustion.Lord Mordian scowled, confused upon the sudden appearance of the healer. "What is the matter?" He asked."It is Romeo - his condition - it is getting worse."Lord Mordian gasped in surprise. "Take me to him." Lord Mordian then arranged his scrolls, and hurried off with the healer that brought the news."Come on Romeo, it is going to be alright, you hear me, you are going to be fine." Klara tried to assure Romeo, who was looking feverish, although she fidgeted around the room, trying hard to provide a solution for Romeo's condition to turn into a state of normalcy, however she was not alone, about four healers where inside the room, tending to him."Klara, his bleeding refus
STEEL AND FLESH TO THE PALACE
Lord Mordian sat down at his window, looking at the flickering leaves, that danced according to the path the wind took them. His face was sullen, and the dark cloak he draped around the dark tunic he wore, was a clear evidence that he had not gotten over the death of Romeo, who was buried yesterday which was the day he died.King Lauihnio pushed the door to Lord Mordian's room open, and upon seeing his uncle in such state, he knew he was still in mourning for a young man he usually considered as a son. The king knew how painful the loss of Romeo was, and immediately he began to look sympathetically at his uncle."Uncle." King Lauihnio called then steered towards him. "I am very sorry for your loss." He hugged Lord Mordian and it was not up to four heartbeats, the old man began to burst into tears."It is alright uncle, it is alright." "Romeo was like a son to me, he was going to be a brave warrior just like me." He mumbled, with his face full of tears."Your loss is a loss to us all,
STEEL AND FLESH THE MARCH 1
"At last you are going back to the palace." "Yes." King Lauihnio replied. "There have been rumours of my death, so I need the people to see that I am alive, and strong." He continued."I new that would happen.""And I must tell you that those rumours of my death, has brought consequences uncle."Lord Mordian began to look concerned. "What consequences?" He asked."According to Lord Garthine Polion, the rebellious faction increases in number on a daily basis.""That is serious." Lord Mordian frowned. "If I could remember correctly, you once talked to me about a planned revolt, from a fraction of your population, however I had no idea that it was a serious issue." He said."It is uncle, it is very serious.""Hmmm, that means you will have enough work to do when you get back.""Yes." Suddenly he began to hear thudding steps, mixed with the clanging sounds of steel, however with each breath, the thudding sounds, became louder. King Lauihnio rushed to the window to check out the reason fo
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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