Okay the last one didnt work out so well so I will be doing the normal ones. A camp has been set up along the road of Whiterun. Dwemer Knights flood the roads. Many are hit by catapults and ballistas. The Thalmor decided to attack our camp and we are retreating into the outer walls of the neutral city. All of the men reach the walls. Instinctively, the archers of the Dwemer, take positions up on the wall. I hear a Lieutenant calling out volleys, and taking out masses of Thalmor below. The Thalmor never seem to stop coming. The Dwemer Knights fall by the 10s. Suddenly, a single Dwemer Knight stands out. His armor is bulky and largely plated. He stands away from the battle, not noticed. The sword in his hands is giant. Behind him is a large number of Dwarven Spheres and Centurions. The Knight, charges the ranks of the Thalmor. His sword kills many. Swords, and maces alike dent and scratch his armor. He doesnt feel anything. The battle rages for 10 minutes. Thalmor fell by the hundreds. A large amount of Dwemer fell. More would have been lost would it not have been for The knight and his automatons. The Dwemer army, saddened and morale low, burn the bodies of their comrades and leave the Thalmor to rot. We leave to Alftand, to regain strength in the impenetrable Dwarven city. -Vharen
Posted on: Tue, 03 Dec 2013 00:58:26 +0000
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