Post by UCX on Jun 4, 2005 20:05:40 GMT
Kalvar stood there, his cloak billowing in the breeze, Longsword in hand, he waited for the Goblin Company to attack. Standing in the Valley of Obrasky, he remembered the attack on his Sister and one of his Brothers. His Sister and Brother had been attacked in a Raid by Dark Soldiers. Dark Soldiers...they Black Armoured Warriors had slaughtered a Village and tried to kill his Sister and Brother. Luckily they were trained with multiple weapons and escaped. However this signaled an Invasion from the Ash Wastes. A huge Army made up of a Warlord descendent of a Warlord who attacked millenias ago, this warrior was called Kravan and was rumoured to be as powerful as a God. He had the allies of the Ancient Murmillor who had fought millenias ago with Kravans descendant, Murmillor was a Wraith King, invincible, except to holy weapons. He had Grazvahr, descendant of Graznakh who also fought with Murmillor, he had the help of Nazgra and Veldra the Kings of the Drow Elves and Dark Elves, he had the Lich King Heldrak's Undead Hordes. He had allies from the pin knife; the top of the world and the bottom. He had allies from Xaralia, a small but dangerous nation, he had the Help of Chaos, Dark, Hell and Black Dragons.
But Kalvar could not think about that, he waited for his companions to catch up to him and help defeat the company of Goblins...
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But Kalvar could not think about that, he waited for his companions to catch up to him and help defeat the company of Goblins...
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