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Vermin Seas, or, In Which Vermin Fleets Are Sunk

Started by Blaggut, April 21, 2015, 05:39:55 PM

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Hickory

Arron called to Lancejack Hasdi, his second in command. "Arm the troops. Captain, we'll be sneaking in on their left flank while you attack. Just avoid firing on the west side. As soon as I'm in, I'll comandeer the gateway and let the main attack force in. Understood? Coporal, beat the squad at double march. There's not much time."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Blaggut

OOC: The vermin village is small, estimated 20-30 fighters. One house is split from the rest, connected by trail back to the main village. Which is in sorta a rough line with another trail curving off of it. It is in a meadow, a grove on a hill to the right, left and forward are forest (with a small patch of meadow between them) and the back has forest a little ways from what appears to be a trail or meadow trailing off behind the hills.
~Just a soft space boi~

Hickory

After the scouts had made their report, Arron changed his attack plans. "Right. We'll take fire archers, as soon as we kill or capture the vermin in each house it'll be burned. Captain, what do you plan to do?
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Ashleg

Kili grouped with her own crew of hares and plotted with them.
"Work t'gether with Arron's crew if you can, wot! If there's dibbuns for some reason then leave 'em be....There'll be no parading around with their heads on sticks." She said grimly.

Lady Ashenwyte

Rhonaer called to Arron. "Mr. Arron, (OOC: What's his rank?), I'll bombard the city for a day to soften their defences. I'll send you ten hares as support!". He called the ten hares together "What ever you do, don't harm dibbuns, oldbeasts, and younger vermin. Do not kill your opponents, use clubs to knock them out."
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Hickory

OOC: Let's say Major, bt he commands his own boat.

BIC: "Right. Let's see, the sun rises in about ten minutes, it's best to put the sun in their eyes. I'll attack then."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Lady Ashenwyte

"Time for the bombardment then. Assault when the sun rises." saying so, the the ten marines went over to Arron's boat and the Salamandastron's Flame began to sail towards the enemy city.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Blaggut

They arrive 30 minutes later, after heading to the shore and moving to a position behind (or at)

((Choose one of the four sides

The defenses are nearly non existent, just a few dirt mounds with towers on them, guards and archers who are supposed to be keeping gaurd smoking pipes and drinking. Down on the ground are a few mounds with bored archers behind them, betting on rolls of dice, drinking, or doing something else. A few soldiers walk around the town with meager leather or wooden armor, and villagers run about trading, pinching shiny items, or trying to capture their young, who are running about. Few seem to have weapons.
~Just a soft space boi~

Lady Ashenwyte

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The Salamandastron's Flame sailed in full view at the north side of the "fortress". Shocked by the defences, or rather the lack of them, had Rhonaer have his beasts fire their catapults and ballistas at the tower, demolishing them.
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Hickory

OOC: Might want to say "beasts" instead of "men".

Arron had landed his boat downshore of the encamptment. Signaling for two of his fighters to guard the boat, he took the rest around to the inland side of the settlement. Four archers quietly strung bows and notched arrows to strings. Arron nodded for them to fire at will. After two volleys, eight vermin guards had been slain. Arron let his paw fall, letting the archers know that there was to be no more kiling. "Right. Draw blades, we're going to take as many captive as we can."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Blaggut

((Hey guys, as a future note, don't say the effects of your attack unless it's obvious. If you have like 5 skilled fighters killed a noobie vermin you can say you killed him if it's an obvious win. However, please don't say the effects of your volleys and such. I'll leave the effects of the current attacks there though.  ;) Thanks guys
~Just a soft space boi~

Lady Ashenwyte

OOC: Sure!

Rhonaer watched the catapults hit their targets, and decided on a plan of action. He ordered his second, Private Blackpaw, to continue firing at the towers and had five extra bodyguards row him to shore. He, with his guards, walked on to the shore and went over to the towers. He had his guards knock the guards in there out and dragged them away from the tower. He and his troops then went into the heart of the town. "Beasts who reside here! The Long Patrol have come to liberate you from your rulers! Please lay down your weapons and keep them in a pile where we can see them. I assure you, none of you shall be hurt." he said before rising to his full height "Now, who challenges us? Will anyone fight me?"
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Hickory

Now all of Arron's archers has shouldered bows and wielded drawn swords. When they heard Rhonaer's cries, the squad speeded up their pace, using their swords whenever a vermin got too close. Arron planned to get to the shore and meet up with Rhonaer.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Blaggut

Not realizing the full strength of the fleet, they raise their weapons and let out a shout of battle. A catapult misses and hit a building, causing it to crumble. A mother pulls a babe-sized pile of red from the ruins, weeping. The third of five towers crumbles, taking vermin with it, some being crushed, some Impaled on the occasional wooden spike, and one or two groan pitifully, waving their arms and attempting to drag themselves away from the chaos. Vermin are slain by the attackers on the shore, and regroup nearer to the center of the village, leaving about 7 houses on their left flank exposed, one of which is a full two stories tall. The vermin fire a volley into the attackers, slaying them at a relatively close range, causing their forced to face heavy losses, though it is not clear how many we're slain in the chaos of battle. A second volley hits the deck of the catapult boat, though it only slays a few due to the low skill of the vermin, the chaos, and the range. The captain and crew easily count one death, three wounds, one of which is quite severe.
~Just a soft space boi~

Ashleg

Kili docked her ship down on the far side, jumping out with half of her crew.
The hares peered around.
Kili winced at some of the screams, waving to a tall brown hare in the front.
"Come here, sneak around the back with me! The rest of you, charge!"