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**Maddux** · 8th October 2007, 01:33 AM

The screams of the wounded were piteous as the worgs tore into them. Silvarian, forced himself to shut out screams and moans of the dying. Silvarian, sat upon his war horse, watched and waited for Lord Rohanna's signal. Silvarian removed his minthril war helm, golden locks of hair streaming free, cold blue eyes surveying the battlefield, and handed the helm to his squire.

Silvarian grinned "I want those orcs to see who will be killing them today, so there will be no mistake for the history books." Silvarian saw the signal he had been waiting for and looked towards his squire "My lance."

Silvarian's Cavalry formed online, black lances held at the ready. Their war horses anxiously striking their hooves on the ground. Silvarian spurred his warhorse forward, and all one hundred of his Lancers followed. They galloped past the dwindling reserve forces, through the smoke and saw the remains of Captain Kilian's Company. Almost everyone of them butchered to the elf. The giant Worgs feasting upon the wounded and the fallen.

Silvarian yelled "*Ta Quel Re Ba! Charge!" lowered his lance, placing his weight in the stirrups as he leaned over his war horse's neck. The ground trembled to the thunder of the hooves. The Worgs looked up from their feast, fangs dripping with blood.

Silvarian and his lancers charged into the Worgs with a furious thunder of hooves and shattering lances. Silvarian thrust his lance into a worg's chest, driving the tip straight through the chest. The worg howled in agony as it was knocked from its paws. The lance snapped, and Silvarian discarded it and drew "Vanya Sulie" from his scabbard. The Elven Great Sword glowed an erie red.

Silvarian and his Lancers circled their war horses, slaughtering the last of the Worgs. Silvarian knew that that these worgs had broken the line, and could see countless Orcs moving to exploit the weakness.

Silvarian shouted "Lancers with me!" dragging on his reins and wheeling his war horse once more.

To Be Continued.

*Ta Quel Re Ba! - "Its a good day to die!"

8th October 2007, 01:33 AM	#6
Maddux I've got Skinnies with RPGS! Twelve o'clock! Join Date: Jan 2006 Shard: Pacific Posts: 6,512 Gold: 21,971 Thanks: 20 Thanked 54 Times in 43 Posts	Re: WoW: A History Lesson The screams of the wounded were piteous as the worgs tore into them. Silvarian, forced himself to shut out screams and moans of the dying. Silvarian, sat upon his war horse, watched and waited for Lord Rohanna's signal. Silvarian removed his minthril war helm, golden locks of hair streaming free, cold blue eyes surveying the battlefield, and handed the helm to his squire. Silvarian grinned "I want those orcs to see who will be killing them today, so there will be no mistake for the history books." Silvarian saw the signal he had been waiting for and looked towards his squire "My lance." Silvarian's Cavalry formed online, black lances held at the ready. Their war horses anxiously striking their hooves on the ground. Silvarian spurred his warhorse forward, and all one hundred of his Lancers followed. They galloped past the dwindling reserve forces, through the smoke and saw the remains of Captain Kilian's Company. Almost everyone of them butchered to the elf. The giant Worgs feasting upon the wounded and the fallen. Silvarian yelled "Ta Quel Re Ba! Charge!" lowered his lance, placing his weight in the stirrups as he leaned over his war horse's neck. The ground trembled to the thunder of the hooves. The Worgs looked up from their feast, fangs dripping with blood. Silvarian and his lancers charged into the Worgs with a furious thunder of hooves and shattering lances. Silvarian thrust his lance into a worg's chest, driving the tip straight through the chest. The worg howled in agony as it was knocked from its paws. The lance snapped, and Silvarian discarded it and drew "Vanya Sulie" from his scabbard. The Elven Great Sword glowed an erie red. Silvarian and his Lancers circled their war horses, slaughtering the last of the Worgs. Silvarian knew that that these worgs had broken the line, and could see countless Orcs moving to exploit the weakness. Silvarian shouted "Lancers with me!" dragging on his reins and wheeling his war horse once more. To Be Continued.* *Ta Quel Re Ba! - "Its a good day to die!"