Chapter 5: Serpents and Kings

Chapter 5: Serpents and Kings

Vhetlaug
The Cursed Blade

The day has finally come. It took nearly four days to get everything in order. The citizens were moving at a slower rate than what Clayden has hoped for. But after nearly a week, the citizens of Vhetlaug were finally ready to embark on their journey east, to the Frigid. The Frigid's commander has already been informed and he's agreed to his brother's request. It will be a long journey and a slow one too. Most of the citizens do not have wagons or any form of mount. Also, most of them are elderly women, children, and handicapped individuals.

After gathering all the men who can wield a sword and fight, Vhetlaug's forces rose from 400 to 700. It was still small but it will have to do. 200 of these men will be assigned to protect the caravan. They've also received word from Haremfield, who will send 3 warriors to escort the Caravan. 3 might be a small number, but if we're talking about Haremfield women, 3 is more than enough.

The men have also fortified Vhetlaug's walls, though it still needs more work, the walls were now strong enough to withstand a small army. A few more days and it will become even more formidable, but will it be enough to stop the advancing forces of Baron Geisler.

Word of Kiko Matos' death spreads through the North like wildfire. With Baron's main adversary dead, it will only be a matter of time before his forces take over Rockfell and march east. The remaining houses don't stand a chance against Baron's army if they stay divided. But Lord Clayden was a stubborn old man who refused to give up and to ask his neighbors for help defending the city. He could've asked Haremfield for more fighters to defend Vhetlaug, but instead he hired mercenaries from Haremfield to escort his people to the Frigid.

Time has come for the civilians to leave the city. Lord Clayden bids them all a safe trip and sees them off at the city's gates. There was no telling, whether or not Baron will have Ashborne intercept the caravan. But it was to be expected. Should that time comes, Clayden hopes that the people assigned to defend the Caravan will be successful.

This thread has been transferred to Heartrock outskirts.

Chapter 5: Serpents and Kings

Heartrock Outskirts
The Cursed Blade

Five days has passed since the caravan of civilians left Vhetlaug. By now, Vhetlaug's defenses are strong enough to withstand a siege from a medium sized army, but still not enough against Baron's or Ashborne's army should they decided to attack the small city. The Caravan had just passed Heartrock village two days ago and are now traveling on the open fields.

The open fields stretches from Heartrock to Silenthall. True to their word, Haremfield sent 3 finest warriors to escort the caravan.

Khelsie or house Harte, Lhena of house Slate, and Tarla or house Drake, respectively.

Meanwhile, the sword all through out the journey, the cursed sword never stopped plaguing Sylvan's minds with evil thoughts. The sword wanted more blood and it was calling for Sylvan to slaughter all the civilians.

Heartstone Outskirts...

Lord Aburrido Tyde and his forces, 3000 strong, are headed west to Rockfell, to layeth the smack down on Rockfell's other end. On their way to the castle he and his mountain chocobos steered clear of the dreaded Izaria Tower, passing through the Valley of Heroes and entering the open fields.

In order to make sure that they weren't going to be intercepted, and to prevent the thought of Rockfell running away to the East, Tyde sent scouts to check the open passage. Luckily, there weren't any Rockfell armies there. The scouts however, spotted a traveling caravan. There were 4 of them and their leader approached the group

[Ashborne Scout]: "Greetings. May I ask who you are and where you're headed?"

...the scout inquired on the traveling group after running to meet them. He didn't see anything suspicious, just a group of people moving in a large group seemingly civilians, with some protectors. Still it wouldn't hurt to ask. He remained walking along with them while waiting for an answer.

Being a religious man himself he wondered if there was a priest in the group. The Ashborne Scout had a wife and a son back home in Ashborne, so he wanted to ask for a blessing from the gods. He only wanted to come home safe after the war. In his pocket was a small wooden chocobo he carved from wood, a present he intends to give his son when he gets home from the siege.

[Ashborne Scout]: "I also wish to ask a priest to bless me so I can go home safe after the battle of Rockfell."

The second Ashborne soldier laughed at Sylvan's nihilistic answer. Unlike his commander he was not quite so religious. He looked at this young man Sylvan, noting there was some wit in him. A trait that brought him some kind of laughter in spite of the situation.

[Ashborne Scout 2]: "Ffff, I don't believe in gods. When we die there's nothing on the other side. All those magic, those shit, they're only here in this world. Nothing awaits us in the next."

[Ashborne Scout]: "Still it would be good to receive blessings. I have a kid to return to."

[Ashborne Scout 2]: "I've fathered children but I really don't care about them. They got their own lives to live. As far as I'm concerned they're just bastards from different mothers. I will enjoy my life."

The 2nd scout's words about siring many bastards and not taking any full responsibilities were audible to Sylvan. Meanwhile the other two scouts were eyeing the crowd for women especially pretty ones. The road to the war is exhausting and boring and it would aid them a lot of there were woman they could use for entertainment.

[Ashborne Scout 3]: (to Sylvan) "Ey since you're quite the smart-arse better yet tell me if there are ladies here who can give us a good time. We'll pay good Gil for a cunt we can stick our cock into."

[Ashborne Scout 4]: "Yeah I hope there's some. As young as 14 or as old as 40. We'll take 'em as long as they look great. And we promise to be gentle"

[All Scouts]: "Hahahahahahahahaha!"

The 2nd scout looked at Sylvan quite annoyingly. He didn't like what the boy had to say about not offering them any women. Especially when he knew Sylvan wasn't really in charge.

[Ashborne Scout 2]: "Alright little man how about your mother then? 100 Gil?"


The scout did affirm his intention by taking out a bag of 100 gil. He said this as a response to what Sylvan said, that they had no women to spare and they were headed to the Frigid. He didn't really care.

[Ashborne Scout 3]: "Boy that was a bad joke. Nobody should make mother jokes..."


[Ashborne Scout 2]: "The fucker deserved it for being such a smart ass. He better give us women or I'll find his mother among these people and fuck her around in front of him."


[Ashborne Scout]: "Guys, please. He's just a boy leave him be."


[Ashborne Scout 2]: "(to Sylvan) You just a squirt of your father's seed inside your mother's womb and you talk like that huh? Why I oughta wipe your mouth into my ass..."

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The second scout didn't see it coming and was quickly killed by the surprise attack mounted by Sylvan. The blade tore through the man's crotch and instantly he fell of his steed and bled to death. His chocobo ran away in fear. The other chocobos were also bewildered but they still had riders and thus they were calmed down immediately.

An elderly man, traveling with the civilians, saw the gruesome attack and was stressed out. He quickly suffered a heart attack and died thinking that the soldiers were going to capture them.

Meanwhile Scouts 1,3 and 4 saw what happened and turned their anger on Sylvan immediately. They weren't here to fight but it was an intimidating gesture on Sylvan's part. Scout 3 quickly departed to summon the rest of the army, requesting for backup.

The first scout and the fourth were now going to battle Sylvan.

TO SYLVAN:
The choice is yours fight or flee.

The two scouts were reduced to nothing but blobs of devastated flesh and armor, their remains were splattered all over the fields. The Vhetaug travelers were impressed with Sylvan's defense of them, but they suddenly became scared of his power. They heard the way he talked to the scouts, and they saw how he looked at them. He was indeed very strong but he had that bit of evil streak that he can't hide from them. They thanked him, but the at the same time they grew scared of him.

The last scout who fled reached his main army and began reporting what had happened. He did not know if his two other friends were still alive or if they had won. The commander was convinced that Sylvan's troupe is actually a renegade force trying to circumvent them and bother them from behind.

The older citizens quickly picked up the pace. They knew Sylvan was right. One of the scouts fled and he might call for backup. But with so many of the civilians just moving on foot, the cavalry would soon catch up, and cut them down like wheat.

One of the people, a concerned lady in her middle years, was curious where Sylvan was from and who he was. She remembered the disparaging words uttered by the scout before he was skewered by the youthful warrior.

[Woman]: "Pardon me but may I ask, where your mother and father are? Are you alone?"

The woman really felt bad about Sylvan, seeing him as a young man who was awakened to a life of violence so early. If there was only a way she could help him, to repay him for saving them from those dreaded Ashborne scouts.