Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140206132350/@comment-24685738-20140317171352

(I'm back...)

The catapults began firing flaming rocks into the city of Necrom, destroying buildings and walls. Arekoa could hear the screams from her place at the comman center. Oh, how she hated the screams. She was still having nightmares about the siege of Mournhold.

"Archers!" She heard a captain scream, and the archers began to fire at the soldiers on the wall. She saw silt striders began to rise up from the ground.

That was when the city of Necrom began to fire back.

The catapults of Necrom began to throw their rocks. Oh, wait. They weren't rocks. They were BODIES! Some were recently deceased and still whole, but others... Oh, they were rotting and disgusting. The smell made two of the mages in front of her faint.

She saw that the silt striders were finally over the city. A few of them went down from fireballs, and from where she was she could see the flaming bodies of her soldiers fall screaming to the ground. But the other silt striders had ladder dropping from them, and entire squads of Indoril soldiers began to drop into the city. Within 30 minutes, the gate was open, and the main part of the army and Arekoa surged forward towards it.