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Strife Of The Eclipse Abandoned City
On the green grass, Klauss put his body to rest as his chest was heaving up and down… ‘Actually, what happened before? Why did when I spawned, that giant monster is chasing us like a madman like that? it gives me goosebumps up close…’ Klauss speaks as he draws his breath. ‘How the fuck did we know… when we are sleeping, it came neared and wakes me up... I wake up dad and as we hide, that creature is insanely strong… that is the reason why we are running in the first place… How strong actually? It is the guardian of the forest, and the highest level of mobs we encounter is around level 25, so it means that satyr is at level 35… Aiden explained… No, the level is 34, I checked it… but the main trouble is not the level… it’s the skill, that territorial rain sucks up our stamina slowly without prior knowledge, you just gonna die due to exhaustion fighting that satyr, because mostly forest guardians have insane regeneration ability… Yep, that is true… unless our DPS can outweigh the
Strife Of The Eclipse Akheron City
"I heard that a hunter with a child appeared in Atombe village, a noble Sylvari and his daughter. That was a huge asset." The news began to spread in Akheron, and the more it spread, the more it began to exaggerate…There are mercenary organizations in Akheron City. These organizations are usually regular mercenaries, but sometimes they also make guest appearances to the thief regiment to do some cost-effective business. These mercenary regiments also receive this news, but most of the mercenaries, when the soldier heard about the hunter, dismissed his thoughts. Some were unable to compete with the hunter, and some were afraid to attack the aristocratic convoy, but there were always some daring guys who did nothing except attacking the aristocracy with gold coins."Sir, a hunter with a sylvari and a little wolf, and a lot of belongings appeared in Atombe Village." Senior Hummel, the boss of the mad wolves mercenary regiment in Atombe Village, received the news."A sylvari is worth te
Strife Of The Eclipse Orphans
“Brother, it’s cold….”Sit here, closer to me, Anna. Hector and Silas can sit together…“Orym, I am hungry….”“Me too, Diana. But don’t say it out loud… let’s just fill our stomachs with water for tonight, tomorrow I will try to find something to eat…. please, don’t say you are hungry in front of others, I didn’t want them to hear about it…”“How about we try to search each house again tomorrow, maybe we can still find some food around…”“We will do that tomorrow Diana, Right now… let's hold on for the night… ““Orym, how many days since our parents have been taken by those mecharies and draugr?”“It's been one cycle and a half-moon.“Should we keep the others here?”It’s okay… we can manage something later…”“I believe you Orym… without you, we might already be dead…”Don’t say bad omen, Diana? I didn’t want Anna, Hector, or Silas to know about bad things…“Come closer to me Diana, let me feel your body…“Okay, Orym… let me hug you and sleep…Another hour passed and the morning came…
Strife Of The Eclipse Lineage
You three are Survivors… without you three, I believe more people will die…Now, Orym! I want to tell you something… it is true that your ancestor is a high ranked sylvari… if the story is like this..“your ancestor is a high ranked sylvari and a respected one, every sylvari wanted to be like your ancestor, because he is handsome, wealthy and sociable, but one day he fell into a vortex and never be seen again, thus since then your ancestor lineage decline right? if you don't, how can you be a halfling… Aiden tried to make a story to connect…‘No, you are wrong, my dad and mother fell in love because my dad loves to sing… thus they get into marriage, it was a big trouble for my dad at first but my mom decided to leave the sylvari village to be with my dad, but yeah, my mother said that the ancestor was sucked into a vortex that appears out of nowhere…“Well… that explains…Aiden then unequips his armor and opens his clothes… a big crescent birthmark is visibly seen in his heart.“Are
Strife Of The Eclipse Next Plans
While they are roasting the rabbit, fowl and the boar, Orym wakes up and realizes he is in a bed, totally hungry… but his mind is clear… he cried for the last time of the day…What kind of magic is that? I can meet all of my ancestors and even my mother told me about him… I met my grandmother too… but above that… is he truly the third generation of House of Dawnwhisper? it means… he is my ancestor lineage… the best hunter of sylvari… even the nobles of sylvari and the seven leaders trust him wholly… but that also means, he is the only true family of the direct lineage that i had left…Orym spent some time crying in the bed, letting out his pent up emotions and longing for his family…
Strife Of The Eclipse Valindra Aera
Little Aera held the scrolls gently to not rip them. She was still astonished at receiving such a wonderful gift. She still didn’t know how to use them though so she decided that she wanted to head back to town and it was no better of a time to learn how to use one than now. She picked out a return to the Sentrish Fort town scroll and looked at it. She thought about how it would work. She thought to himself about how she would like to be back in town with no troubles for the rest of the morning. All of a sudden there was a whoosh and she appeared in the town near the four men he had met earlier. She was flabbergasted to have instantly appeared back in town. It took her a few moments before he could collect her bearings and take a seat on the grass. After such a long day, she started to get hungry; she peered around town looking for a place to eat her lunch. She could hear a vendor yelling that he had bows, knives, swords, armor, potions, and food for sale. She grabbed her things i
Strife Of The Eclipse Battle at Erenhadi pt. 1
The giant sails of the windmills slowly turn. Tepid water reflects the haze of spring sun. Gleeside leisurely bathes in the sunlight as the wind refuses to leave its hideout. Even the birds keep the chirping to themselves…. Everything seems so exhausting. This scenery can be mistaken for a painting as it is hard to detect anything that is not staying still. The only thing denied of this silence is the humming of one poor bard. He stands there; at the broken fence of Minty farm , declined like its drunken master. Minty farm is just right at the short end of the main road from Erenhadi town to this village. Some said the bard had been in this village for ten years , some said twenty years ,or even hundreds of years. He just stays there ,seems like waiting for someone or something but his sight never strayed far from the road that stretches far over the horizon. “ Just like the usual days, he only looked at his feet, '' said one of the Minty locals ; Elora, daughter of the Minty
Strife Of The Eclipse Battle at Erenhadi pt. 2
The horizon was glowing in orange-red when the sun came out. The pale green skin of the Draugr was reflecting the bloody killing that they had gone through before dawn.At the moment, the Draugr were cleaning up the battlefield from the corpses of the enemy soldiers that had defended themselves for the whole night.The enemy soldiers launched a desperate attack and made every effort but unfortunately for them, they had met Hadar.First of all, they weren’t aware of the Charge Impact skill of Hadar, which could even ram their defensive knight's position and turned them flying into disarray and scattered around in drowsiness.They were aware that the eyes of the draugr were better at night, lower than sylv
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Tilted Balance
As Azkia's determination burned within her, she made a bold decision to confront Gilgash head-on, disregarding the overwhelming odds stacked against her. With every ounce of strength and resilience, she charged towards the Orc Lord, her eyes fixed on his enraged visage. Azkia's mind is running at full speed thinking... As I fought on, my thoughts raced amidst the chaos of battle. The toll of the prolonged and intense clash with Gilgash was becoming evident in my weary body. Fatigue crept in, slowing my movements and dulling my reflexes. I could feel the weight of exhaustion settling upon me, threatening to sap my strength. But I refused to let weariness overcome me. I had a duty to protect Stormhaven Port, and I would not allow fatigue to cloud my judgment or weaken my resolve. I reminded myself of the lives depending on me, the city relying on my unwavering determination. Each labored breath served as a reminder of the importance of the task at hand. I acknowledged the reality of
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Unexpected Situation
The battlefield crackled with tension as Azkia faced off against Gilgash, their gazes locked in a fierce struggle. The air grew heavy with anticipation, both combatants fully aware that this was the defining moment of their clash. Azkia's eyes shimmered with determination as she tapped into the depths of her power. A surge of energy coursed through her veins, and her body glowed with an ethereal light. She raised her arms toward the heavens, calling upon the celestial forces that governed the universe. Above them, the night sky seemed to respond. Stars blazed brighter, their light intensifying until it filled the atmosphere. A cascade of twinkling luminescence rained down upon the battlefield, bathing the area in a mystical glow. It was the manifestation of Azkia's Nature Stargazer ability—the legendary rain of stars. Gilgash, initially taken aback by this display of power, recovered quickly, his determination undeterred. With a bellowing roar, he charged toward Azkia, swinging his
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Ambush
Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Azkia locked eyes with Gilgash, a sly smile curling at the corner of her lips. She let out a mocking chuckle, her body language displaying a hint of cheekiness and wit."You call yourself an orc lord?" Azkia taunted, her voice carrying above the din of battle. "Yet here you stand, too afraid to defend your honor and tarnish the traditions of our ancestors."Gilgash's face contorted with anger and disgust at Azkia's words, his body language betraying his fury. "You know nothing of our traditions, human," he retorted, his voice venomous. "Your feeble attempts at mockery will not save you from the inevitable."Azkia's smile widened, her body language exuding confidence as she continued to goad Gilgash. "Oh, I know more than you think," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I know that real orc warriors don't cower behind their armies. They face their enemies head-on, defending their honor with every ounce of their being.
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Kidnapped
In the dimly lit infirmary of Stormhaven Port, Sorisana knelt beside a wounded soldier, her gentle hands meticulously tending to his injuries. Aera stood nearby, a solemn expression etched across her face, her eyes reflecting the weight of the ongoing battle outside the walls.As the sounds of distant clashes and the echoes of war reached their ears, Aera turned to Sorisana, her voice tinged with sadness and weariness. "It seems the city is being tested to its limits," she sighed, her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and determination. "These brave warriors fighting for their home deserve our utmost admiration."Sorisana glanced up from her task, her gaze meeting Aera's, a flicker of surprise crossing her features. "Indeed," she replied softly, her voice carrying a melancholic undertone. "The suffering and sacrifice that accompany war are heavy burdens to bear. It pains me to see so many lives torn asunder by this relentless conflict."As they spoke, a sudd
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Beneath the surface
Under the cover of darkness, a group of warriors gathered at a secluded spot within the city, their faces etched with determination and their eyes gleaming with the fiery resolve of their mission. Led by Azkia, they huddled together, their voices hushed yet filled with purpose.Azkia, her gaze fierce and commanding, addressed her fellow warriors. "Our objective is clear. We must sever the orc supply line and leave them starving and desperate. The destruction of their provisions will weaken their resolve and give us the upper hand."The warriors nodded in agreement, their anticipation palpable in the air. They began to strategize, pointing at various points on a map, and discussing the best locations to strike and set ablaze."We should target the main supply depot," suggested one warrior, his voice brimming with confidence. "Burning it down will create chaos and panic among the orc ranks."Another warrior chimed in, "We should also focus on cutting off th
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Schemes after schemes
Gilgash, the mighty Orc Lord, stood before the war council, his eyes ablaze with the fire of conquest. He surveyed the ongoing assault on Stormhaven Port with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation. The council members, adorned in battle-worn armor, gathered around him, eager to hear their leader's next plan."Warriors of the Horde," Gilgash boomed, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Our assault on Stormhaven Port has brought the walls to their knees, but victory still eludes us. The defenders have proven to be stubborn and resourceful, but we shall not be deterred. We will press our advantage and crush their resistance!"A hushed murmur spread through the council as they exchanged glances, fueled by their leader's fierce determination. Gilgash continued, his words echoing with unwavering confidence."Our catapults have weakened their defenses, but we must be cautious. Stormhaven Port is no ordinary city. They have warriors of great skill and resil
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Volleys
The siege began with a cacophony of war cries, the thundering of hooves, and the deafening clash of metal against metal. The orcs surged forward, a relentless wave crashing upon the city's defenses. Their ranks seemed endless, their determination unyielding.Catapults hurled massive boulders and fiery projectiles, crashing into the walls with bone-shaking force. The stone fortifications trembled under the assault, cracks spiderwebbing across the surface. Yet, the defenders of Stormhaven Port stood firm, their resolve unbroken.From the ramparts, archers unleashed a volley of arrows, creating a lethal rain that found its mark among the orc ranks. Swords clashed, spears thrust, and shields held strong as the defenders fought valiantly to repel the invaders.The clash of steel reverberated through the streets, echoing with the cries of warriors and the screams of the dying. The air was thick with the acrid scent of blood and smoke, each breath a reminder of the grim reality that envelope
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Scouts
The grand hall of the Orc Lord Gilgash's stronghold resonated with the echoes of heavy footsteps as Angkor and Scortan entered, their armor clinking with each stride. The room was dimly lit, save for the flickering torches that cast dancing shadows upon the stone walls.Gilgash, a towering figure with bulging muscles and a battle-scarred face, sat upon a throne adorned with the bones of defeated enemies. His eyes burned with a fierce intensity as he regarded the two orc commanders approaching him."Angkor, Scortan," Gilgash boomed, his voice carrying the weight of authority. "Report. What did you uncover about Stormhaven Port?"Angkor stepped forward, his gaze unwavering. "My Lord, we launched our initial probe as planned. Stormhaven Port's defenses proved to be formidable. The defenders fought with unmatched skill and resilience. Their archers rained arrows upon us, and their warriors stood strong in the face of our assault."Scortan, standing beside Ang
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Past Haunting
Angkor and Scortan crouched behind a dense thicket, their eyes fixed upon the towering walls of Stormhaven Port City in the distance. The air crackled with anticipation as they discussed their plans for the impending invasion. Angkor, a burly Orc with a scarred face and a twisted tusk, spoke with a low, gravelly voice."Scortan, this city is ripe for the taking," Angkor growled, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and greed. "The humans have grown complacent, and their defenses weakened. It's our chance to claim this place as our own."Scortan, a wiry Orc with sharp features and keen eyes, nodded in agreement, his lips curling into a sinister grin. "Aye, Angkor, their defenses are a shadow of what they once were. We've scouted their patrols, learned their weaknesses. The time to strike is now."Angkor's hands clenched into tight fists as he stared at the city gates. "Once Stormhaven Port falls, the surrounding lands will be ours for the taking. Riches, plunder, and the spoils of
