Post by Zeke Omoihake on Dec 9, 2009 1:56:09 GMT -5
(Note: This is a set up to the big battle. As such, only Aya, Celes, Ingway, Incendia and Liatra will be in this post. I will only be posting this to set the scene.)
It had been weeks since their last push through the desolate lands of Ketulunanox. It wasn't surprising, the advantage of ambushing the Sumata's forces were gone, and the road to Xisa had been much harder that with Onyx. Even with the added forces of the Ignisian army, and the aid of Celes and Aya they had met their match at the hands of the Sumata's abhorrent army. The things were faceless, ruthless and seemingly limitless. Though the new forces Xisa had had waiting for them at the Moonwatcher's Keep seemed to be made of plants, they were anything but easy to mow down.
The Crepusculum generals had given their orders; tonight would be a full assault on the keep. No retreating, only killing till the fortress was theirs. Even as the men lined up ready to strike, the moon in the night sky seemed to look down above them, taunting them all. Spirits were low, and they prayed for a miracle to defeat the faceless army.
From every throat of each man and woman the soldiers roared as they charged the keep, the sky darkened with arrows and catapulted boulders streaking towards its stone walls. The gates opened, and Xisa's forces poured out.
It had been weeks since their last push through the desolate lands of Ketulunanox. It wasn't surprising, the advantage of ambushing the Sumata's forces were gone, and the road to Xisa had been much harder that with Onyx. Even with the added forces of the Ignisian army, and the aid of Celes and Aya they had met their match at the hands of the Sumata's abhorrent army. The things were faceless, ruthless and seemingly limitless. Though the new forces Xisa had had waiting for them at the Moonwatcher's Keep seemed to be made of plants, they were anything but easy to mow down.
The Crepusculum generals had given their orders; tonight would be a full assault on the keep. No retreating, only killing till the fortress was theirs. Even as the men lined up ready to strike, the moon in the night sky seemed to look down above them, taunting them all. Spirits were low, and they prayed for a miracle to defeat the faceless army.
From every throat of each man and woman the soldiers roared as they charged the keep, the sky darkened with arrows and catapulted boulders streaking towards its stone walls. The gates opened, and Xisa's forces poured out.
