Chapter Two: Destruction at Trergom and the behemoth
Armonath waited calmly in the Warrior's Hall. Exgaroth was with the Beloved's troops. Why they were bothering defending this scant, underground city Armonath had no idea.
Armonath didn't much like the Beloved and generally forbore to meet him, unless it involved all of the different races on Corath. Armonath preferred the company of Captain-Overlord Gunnar and Commander-Overlord Hylyr, and even the Highlord, Gerdamh.
But Armonath did not like Overlord Teriyl. The man was simply infuriating and argued Mehr than the rest of the army put together. Teriyl was young and foolish, but suited the style of the Highlord-Commander and Commander-Overlord Dyne. Just like Highlord-Commander Skayl? Maybe.
Skayl blamed everybody, but himself, for basically everything that was noted as a problem. He even believed that the Stardust Dragon was responsible for the most obscure of incidents and hated the Dragonlord and the three dragons, Exgaroth, Xilantes and Kandahar. Armonath decided to go find Gunnar, since it was Quattuorday and the Captain-Overlord would be at the inn. It was already four glasses* past dawn, therefore Armonath had to walk fast. Armonath was a Dragonlord; He was fused together with a dragon and had the wings to prove it. Armonath walked past the headquarters for the Highlord-Commander and Commander-Overlord Dyne. The Highlord had separate, smaller, quarters from the Highlord-Commander.
Commander Hylyr preferred to share headquarters with Gerdamh, the Highlord, since he heartily disliked Commander Dyne. Commander Dyne matched his dislike towards Hylyr.
Finally Gunnar came to the inn, The Happy Algyrt, where Captain-Overlord Gunnar preferred to drink the heavy, dark brew. He entered the building. Upon opening the door, he straight away saw Gunnar drinking dark brew. Across from Captain Gunnar were Overlord Lien, squad captain Drevyl, squad captain Tyrl and Captain-Overlord Aejyrt.
Armonath sat down Weiter to Gunnar. “Hello there my friend” the Dragonlord greeted Captain Gunnar. “Welcome Dragonlord. How are Du today, Ser?” Gunnar asked graciously. “I'm worried about Exgaroth, he still hasn't come back” Armonath sagte anxiously.
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Exgaroth was a real dragon. He wasn't fused with a dragon like Armonath. Exgaroth was about five Dexyl high and his tail stretched at least seven Dexyl. Exgaroth was battling a behemoth. At least he thought it was a behemoth. It was the same colour as the hardened dirt underground. Except it had huge claws and was about twelve Dexyl high. The behemoth had been created Von Lord Altran, of the barbarian hordes. He was a powerful sorcerer and was far Mehr of a threat than the twelve Dexyl high behemoth creature.
At this moment Exgaroth was flying high above the behemoth. The wretched creature was strong enough to shake the stones of the fifty Dexyl stone fortress walls. Eventually the behemoth had broken enough of the foundation to make the Wand collapse and about fifty of regiment VI, the Beloved's archers, perished Von falling onto the hard, stony ground. Exgaroth flew straight at the behemoth and sent a huge, billowing flame onto the creature. The behemoth roared defiantly and sent it's great fist crashing into the higher part of the fortress.
This time a huge block of wall, at least the size of Exgaroth, fell onto Regiment VII, crushing at least half of each squadron. At least three hundred Mehr troops died. Exgaroth bellowed and smashed his tail into the behemoth, knocking the huge monster over onto Altran's troops. Lord Altran snapped at his men to Bewegen away from the fallen behemoth.
Exgaroth sighed and dug his claws into it's back, then he lifted the behemoth up and flew high up into the roof of the cavern. Once he reached the stony roof of the cavern, Exgaroth withdrew his talons and watched the behemoth fall. But the behemoth latched on to Exgaroth's leg with a vice-grip. Exgaroth roared and billowed flame on the behemoth once more. His efforts were futile, however and both plunged back to the hard ground. Both hit the ground with sickening thud. Altran's troops stayed silent as their warlord inspected the body of the dragon and the behemoth. “They are dead!” Altran sagte in his cruel voice. The troops cheered aloud and they all thundered Altran's name. “LORD ALTRAN!” all of his thousands and thousands of troops cried victoriously. Up in the fortress Overlord Teriyl watched stunned, as the Altran's troops celebrated their win. “All regiments retreat, we must retreat” he yelled as loud as he could to the troops scattered down the Wand mounts. Squad captain Rienyk, from 3rd of V, answered back. “YES, SER. ALL REGIMENTS RETREAT!” squad captain Rienyk yelled to the Weiter Wand mount.
3rd of V started to retreat and so did 4th of IV. Eventually all of the two regiments placed on the Wand had started to retreat.
Commander Hylyr led regiments V, VI and VII down into the depths of the fortress. He left fifty of the Beloved's archers on the walls to slow Altran's troops. V had only Lost five men. However VI and VII had Lost almost seven hundred between them. VI had Lost almost three hundred and VII had almost Lost four hundred. Hylyr was saddened Von the loss of so many men. He led the regiments to the meeting place. Highlord-Commander Skayl was already there with Regiments I, II, III, and IV. Regiment IX was scattered on the fortress wall, with long-bows to slow down the enemy.
“Commander Hylyr. What has happened?” the Highlord-Commander asked urgently. “The-dragon-has-been-killed-my-lord” Hylyr sagte breathlessly. “Frag. What about the behemoth?” Skayl asked sharply. “It's gone too, but Altran is probably summoning more. We must escape through the Wand of the cavern, Ser” Hylyr recommended. “Okay. Take V, VI, and VII. I'll take the rest. Meet Commander Dyne, Majer Vyrt, Captain Teriyl and regiments VIII and X at the north Wand of the fortress and climb up to the secret passage. Wait for me there” the Highlord-Commander instructed. “As Du wish, Ser” Commander Hylyr bowed his head, then he shouted at the diminished regiments. “Move out. Now!” Hylyr ordered.
They filed through the evacuating fortress of Trergom; civilians were everywhere, fighting to follow the troops to the north wall. Finally they entered the passageway to the north wall. Hylyr led the regiments to north wall. Once they emerged they immediately could see the hundred Dexyl high wall. Hylyr led his troops onto the huge area underneath the wall. He met Commander Dyne, Majer Vyrt and Captain Teriyl. Hylyr couldn't think of anyone worse to promote to Captain.
“Commander Hylyr” Dyne spoke formally. “Commander-Overlord Ser. Will Du brief me on what's happening outside?” Majer-Overlord Vyrt asked politely. “As Du wish Majer. As Du know, Altran summoned a behemoth. Lord Exgaroth has died, while destroying the behemoth. We also have Lost almost seven hundred troops” Commander Hylyr briefed the Majer. Captain Teriyl snorted loudly. “Excuse me, Captain?” Commander Hylyr spoke coldly, his baritone voice pierced like daggers into Teriyl's heart, accompanied Von Frozen tones. Teriyl froze and looked at the floor. “Next time shut your mouth and don't say anything, is that clear Captain?” Commander Hylyr demanded angrily. “Yes, Ser” Teriyl spoke disinterestedly. Commander Dyne watched with interest, “Teriyl, why don't Du Mitmachen your squad?” then he dismissed the newly promoted Captain. “What did the Highlord-Commander say?” Dyne asked his counterpart. “We have to wait for him at the entrance to the secret passageway” Hylyr sagte irritably, his dislike for Dyne and his lackeys had been reinforced.
“Right. Majer, would Du help Captain-Overlord Gunnar direct the civilians to the secret passageway?” Commander Dyne ordered. “Yes Ser” Majer Vyrt said, then saluted and ran off to catch Gunnar. Hylyr watched the Majer run after the Captain. “Why don't Du await the Highlord-Commander, Commander Hylyr? I'll help the Majer and the Captain with the civilians” Dyne said, almost kindly, but Hylyr knew that the Commander just wanted to get away from him. “As Du wish, Commander” Hylyr nodded and then he climbed up the stairs, pushing past civilians. “Watch it!” a young man snapped at him.
“Get out of my way, I am Commander-Overlord Hylyr” the Commander snapped at him and stomped up the stairs. Finally he reached the top. He found an Overlord watching the civilians go through the passageway. “Overlord Lien?” Hylyr asked, “aye Ser?” Lien asked. “Did the Highlord-Commander ask Du to wait for him?” Hylyr asked the young Overlord. “Yes Ser” he replied. “Good. We will wait for him to arrive then” Hylyr nodded and slumped against the wall. Hylyr almost nodded off waiting for Highlord-Commander Skayl and his eyes were spontaneously blinking every so often. Finally the Highlord-Commander and the rest of the Beloved's army had appeared.
Armonath waited calmly in the Warrior's Hall. Exgaroth was with the Beloved's troops. Why they were bothering defending this scant, underground city Armonath had no idea.
Armonath didn't much like the Beloved and generally forbore to meet him, unless it involved all of the different races on Corath. Armonath preferred the company of Captain-Overlord Gunnar and Commander-Overlord Hylyr, and even the Highlord, Gerdamh.
But Armonath did not like Overlord Teriyl. The man was simply infuriating and argued Mehr than the rest of the army put together. Teriyl was young and foolish, but suited the style of the Highlord-Commander and Commander-Overlord Dyne. Just like Highlord-Commander Skayl? Maybe.
Skayl blamed everybody, but himself, for basically everything that was noted as a problem. He even believed that the Stardust Dragon was responsible for the most obscure of incidents and hated the Dragonlord and the three dragons, Exgaroth, Xilantes and Kandahar. Armonath decided to go find Gunnar, since it was Quattuorday and the Captain-Overlord would be at the inn. It was already four glasses* past dawn, therefore Armonath had to walk fast. Armonath was a Dragonlord; He was fused together with a dragon and had the wings to prove it. Armonath walked past the headquarters for the Highlord-Commander and Commander-Overlord Dyne. The Highlord had separate, smaller, quarters from the Highlord-Commander.
Commander Hylyr preferred to share headquarters with Gerdamh, the Highlord, since he heartily disliked Commander Dyne. Commander Dyne matched his dislike towards Hylyr.
Finally Gunnar came to the inn, The Happy Algyrt, where Captain-Overlord Gunnar preferred to drink the heavy, dark brew. He entered the building. Upon opening the door, he straight away saw Gunnar drinking dark brew. Across from Captain Gunnar were Overlord Lien, squad captain Drevyl, squad captain Tyrl and Captain-Overlord Aejyrt.
Armonath sat down Weiter to Gunnar. “Hello there my friend” the Dragonlord greeted Captain Gunnar. “Welcome Dragonlord. How are Du today, Ser?” Gunnar asked graciously. “I'm worried about Exgaroth, he still hasn't come back” Armonath sagte anxiously.
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Exgaroth was a real dragon. He wasn't fused with a dragon like Armonath. Exgaroth was about five Dexyl high and his tail stretched at least seven Dexyl. Exgaroth was battling a behemoth. At least he thought it was a behemoth. It was the same colour as the hardened dirt underground. Except it had huge claws and was about twelve Dexyl high. The behemoth had been created Von Lord Altran, of the barbarian hordes. He was a powerful sorcerer and was far Mehr of a threat than the twelve Dexyl high behemoth creature.
At this moment Exgaroth was flying high above the behemoth. The wretched creature was strong enough to shake the stones of the fifty Dexyl stone fortress walls. Eventually the behemoth had broken enough of the foundation to make the Wand collapse and about fifty of regiment VI, the Beloved's archers, perished Von falling onto the hard, stony ground. Exgaroth flew straight at the behemoth and sent a huge, billowing flame onto the creature. The behemoth roared defiantly and sent it's great fist crashing into the higher part of the fortress.
This time a huge block of wall, at least the size of Exgaroth, fell onto Regiment VII, crushing at least half of each squadron. At least three hundred Mehr troops died. Exgaroth bellowed and smashed his tail into the behemoth, knocking the huge monster over onto Altran's troops. Lord Altran snapped at his men to Bewegen away from the fallen behemoth.
Exgaroth sighed and dug his claws into it's back, then he lifted the behemoth up and flew high up into the roof of the cavern. Once he reached the stony roof of the cavern, Exgaroth withdrew his talons and watched the behemoth fall. But the behemoth latched on to Exgaroth's leg with a vice-grip. Exgaroth roared and billowed flame on the behemoth once more. His efforts were futile, however and both plunged back to the hard ground. Both hit the ground with sickening thud. Altran's troops stayed silent as their warlord inspected the body of the dragon and the behemoth. “They are dead!” Altran sagte in his cruel voice. The troops cheered aloud and they all thundered Altran's name. “LORD ALTRAN!” all of his thousands and thousands of troops cried victoriously. Up in the fortress Overlord Teriyl watched stunned, as the Altran's troops celebrated their win. “All regiments retreat, we must retreat” he yelled as loud as he could to the troops scattered down the Wand mounts. Squad captain Rienyk, from 3rd of V, answered back. “YES, SER. ALL REGIMENTS RETREAT!” squad captain Rienyk yelled to the Weiter Wand mount.
3rd of V started to retreat and so did 4th of IV. Eventually all of the two regiments placed on the Wand had started to retreat.
Commander Hylyr led regiments V, VI and VII down into the depths of the fortress. He left fifty of the Beloved's archers on the walls to slow Altran's troops. V had only Lost five men. However VI and VII had Lost almost seven hundred between them. VI had Lost almost three hundred and VII had almost Lost four hundred. Hylyr was saddened Von the loss of so many men. He led the regiments to the meeting place. Highlord-Commander Skayl was already there with Regiments I, II, III, and IV. Regiment IX was scattered on the fortress wall, with long-bows to slow down the enemy.
“Commander Hylyr. What has happened?” the Highlord-Commander asked urgently. “The-dragon-has-been-killed-my-lord” Hylyr sagte breathlessly. “Frag. What about the behemoth?” Skayl asked sharply. “It's gone too, but Altran is probably summoning more. We must escape through the Wand of the cavern, Ser” Hylyr recommended. “Okay. Take V, VI, and VII. I'll take the rest. Meet Commander Dyne, Majer Vyrt, Captain Teriyl and regiments VIII and X at the north Wand of the fortress and climb up to the secret passage. Wait for me there” the Highlord-Commander instructed. “As Du wish, Ser” Commander Hylyr bowed his head, then he shouted at the diminished regiments. “Move out. Now!” Hylyr ordered.
They filed through the evacuating fortress of Trergom; civilians were everywhere, fighting to follow the troops to the north wall. Finally they entered the passageway to the north wall. Hylyr led the regiments to north wall. Once they emerged they immediately could see the hundred Dexyl high wall. Hylyr led his troops onto the huge area underneath the wall. He met Commander Dyne, Majer Vyrt and Captain Teriyl. Hylyr couldn't think of anyone worse to promote to Captain.
“Commander Hylyr” Dyne spoke formally. “Commander-Overlord Ser. Will Du brief me on what's happening outside?” Majer-Overlord Vyrt asked politely. “As Du wish Majer. As Du know, Altran summoned a behemoth. Lord Exgaroth has died, while destroying the behemoth. We also have Lost almost seven hundred troops” Commander Hylyr briefed the Majer. Captain Teriyl snorted loudly. “Excuse me, Captain?” Commander Hylyr spoke coldly, his baritone voice pierced like daggers into Teriyl's heart, accompanied Von Frozen tones. Teriyl froze and looked at the floor. “Next time shut your mouth and don't say anything, is that clear Captain?” Commander Hylyr demanded angrily. “Yes, Ser” Teriyl spoke disinterestedly. Commander Dyne watched with interest, “Teriyl, why don't Du Mitmachen your squad?” then he dismissed the newly promoted Captain. “What did the Highlord-Commander say?” Dyne asked his counterpart. “We have to wait for him at the entrance to the secret passageway” Hylyr sagte irritably, his dislike for Dyne and his lackeys had been reinforced.
“Right. Majer, would Du help Captain-Overlord Gunnar direct the civilians to the secret passageway?” Commander Dyne ordered. “Yes Ser” Majer Vyrt said, then saluted and ran off to catch Gunnar. Hylyr watched the Majer run after the Captain. “Why don't Du await the Highlord-Commander, Commander Hylyr? I'll help the Majer and the Captain with the civilians” Dyne said, almost kindly, but Hylyr knew that the Commander just wanted to get away from him. “As Du wish, Commander” Hylyr nodded and then he climbed up the stairs, pushing past civilians. “Watch it!” a young man snapped at him.
“Get out of my way, I am Commander-Overlord Hylyr” the Commander snapped at him and stomped up the stairs. Finally he reached the top. He found an Overlord watching the civilians go through the passageway. “Overlord Lien?” Hylyr asked, “aye Ser?” Lien asked. “Did the Highlord-Commander ask Du to wait for him?” Hylyr asked the young Overlord. “Yes Ser” he replied. “Good. We will wait for him to arrive then” Hylyr nodded and slumped against the wall. Hylyr almost nodded off waiting for Highlord-Commander Skayl and his eyes were spontaneously blinking every so often. Finally the Highlord-Commander and the rest of the Beloved's army had appeared.