The 46th Infantry of the Dragonarmy

[Kendergod]

Plot: The 46th infantry of the Dragonarmy is sieging a seemingly insignificant town in Solamnia. The infantry consists of an assorment of different races including, ogres, goblins, humans, draconians, etc. The Solamnic knights are losing badly. They are putting up a last effort to repel the impending down for the town of Balsingdal. The town seems to have very important significance for the infantry's commander, though he won't share any info. The Solamnics seem intent on protecting this town and are fighting hard. This battle will be the last. If the Solamnics lose they will have lost the siege, and then we will have found out what lays in the town of such import....

[Kendergod]

Name: Ven
Race: Draconian (Bozak)
Bio: Just another Bozak.

IC: Ven jumped from the bench when he heard the horn. He was ready to do battle. The Knights were amassing an assault. They were taking their last battle to them. Ven grinned. He hadn't fought in a while. He was ready. He looked at some of his other comrades. Most were eager for blood. He walked out of the mess hall grabbing his armor and joined the others who were assembling around the commander for the big speech before the battle.

[Master_of_the_lance]

Name: Halimoth
Race:Human
Weapons:Twin rapiers
Apperance:Long Silver hair black armour and clothing with several emblems of a drak blue raven with red eyes and and a froked snake toungue.
IC: Halimoth stood and walked asa the bell sounded he took his place in line beside ven. He knew ven some he had fought by him many times. Halimoth was ready for battle and bloodshed. He awaited the speech.

[Reghar]

OOC: Name: Panendithas
Race: Phaethon (I'm willing to bet you've never heard of these guys)
Bio: Phaethon's are a race of humanoids who live in the mountains. They try to remain neutral in all affairs, but will fight fiercly if their territory is encroached upon. Their unique ability is being able to sprout wings of fire to fly. Yes, they do actually exist in the world of Dragonlance.

IC: A group of Phaethon's had been living in the mountains near the Solamnic town. They had made an agreement to live in peace together, if the Solamnics would leave the Phaethon's alone. However, feeling that the dragonarmies wouldn't think twice about whiping out the Phaethon's if the Solamnics were defeated, they joined the battle to attempt to fight of the Solamnics. However, things weren't going so well.
Panendithas was with a very small group of Phaethon's, as they waited for the Solamnics to signal them in for the final battle. The Dragonarmies seemed to be gathering for some final speech. Panendithas gripped his two daggers and waited nervously for what looked to almost certainly be defeat.

[sadistic]

name:sunder
Race: Dark Elf
Wepaons: Multiple throwing knifes,Long dagger,sword,bow
Armor/clothing: Padded feet, Leather breastplate
Age: 22 human years
Occupation: warrior


Sunder stood far back from were the speach was being held, As he formed into the back he waited for them to start.

[Kendergod]

The commander which was a huge human with many scars. But his main feature was that half of the commander's face was burnt and scrunched up. At first it had sent a few of the troops in disgust, but the troops now ignore it since their commander led them through many battles victoriously. The commander rose up and said, "This is the day of our triumph. The Solamnics shall fall in this territory and be utterly crushed. They have brought the battle to us. They managed to come out from that crummy fortress and give us a real battle." Some snickers from the army were heard. "They have made their last mistake. Let us decimate them!" He raised his sword high. The army gave a cheer. The gates to their encampment were opened. The solamnic army could be seen marching. they were close. The 46th infantry formed up. They were marching. Soon the twoo armies broke into an all out charge!

Ven charged in the front next to the human Halimoth. He yelled and hollered and sliced off the head of the head of a Solamnic happened to be on the front as the two armies collided. He ducked as he went into a mass of Solamnics. He took a big swing taking out as many Solamnics as possible and backed off trying to escape a sea of Solamnics. He hacked at a Solamnic tearoff his arm just as his broad sword slashed his wing, probaly crippling it for life, not that he used it much. He was knee deep in Solamnics. He wondered how the others were faring...

[Master_of_the_lance]

Halimoth pulled out his twin swords. As he reached the line he jumped lifted by some unseen force span and quickly slit the throat of the first enemey he met. AS he hit the ground he kicked out and hit another in the stomach and with another swift kick in the head. He turned and saw a man approach Ven he fluidly wirled is left rapier and threw it hitting his target in the back punctureing a lung the man went down. Halimoth ran and retrieved his sword and he pulled it lose. He felt a large force hit him in the back of the head he rolled over on the ground to see a massive solider standing over him laughing.

[Kendergod]

Ven dodged a fatal blow and swung the axe at the Solamnic's gut. The Solamnic reflexivly blocked with his arm only to have it hacked off in the process. Ven saw Halimoth go down and fought towards him. He knocked the man flat killed him with the butt end of Ven's axe going into the man's gut. Ven reached down a scaly hand to pull Hamlimoth up just as an enraged human charged and started cursing about treachery of human kind and demon lizard men.

[Reghar]

Panendithas and the few remaining Phaethon's jumped into the battle. Making wings of flames materialize on his back, he launched himself into the air and landed on an oncoming hobgonlin, slitting his throat. He turned to where a large concentration of the battle seemed to be taking place. He noticed two enemy soldiers specifically, a human and draconian, who seemed to be taking on numerous Solamnics each, and winning. Deciding those two should be eliminated immediately, he ran forward, slicing off the leg of a Draconian as he ran.

[sadistic]

The battle had not reached his lones yet or the line before that or before that, He strung his elven bow and shot it a arrow lodged into a kinghts back neck, There was a clash and the people he were with were gone they were running inot the battle, he strung his bow with leather cords and thne ran inot the frenzy with his sword, It was of elven make and never dulled, He Swung at a night but was blocked but the kngiht lost balnce in a pool of blood, Not missing the chance he slide his swor din and out of the knights neck, A night was fleeing from battle when he found a throwing knife in his neck, The battle was becoming less and less a match they were so clsoe to win.

[Master_of_the_lance]

Halitmoth took his hand jumped up on the ground hepicked back up his swords and observed the battle field.

[Loki]

Name: Shadowlock Edgespinner
Race: Half kender, half wraith
Bio: A theif(yes, he admits it) and a wanderer. He's got some serious issues, but can be kenderish at times.
IC: Unnoticed in the chaos that was ensuing, a shadowy figure slipped from person to person; relieving them of the weapons they were not already weilding. Shadowlock's pale lips parted in a sneer as he looked at the small arsenal of knives and other dangerous objects he had procured. Then, with a satisfied gleam in his dark red eyes he skillfully tossed the daggers into the fray, giving them a practiced twist as he let them fly. Men began to fall on both sides, without ever knowing who was causing such trouble.

[sadistic]

Un slingign his bow he shot into the crowd not missing once thanx to his elven birth rights, knight aftet knight fell Reaching up to find his quiver empty he said damn Forty arrows goes quick, sliging his bow with the leahter cords aign he took out a throwing knife and aimed it at a knight jsut as he was aobut to throw a sword cut deep into his leather splting the skin, he dropped the knife and un shethed his sword, blood dripped from his wound and he was loosing it fast with last enrgy he charged the knight that had stabbed him warm moisture splash on his face and he heard the knight scream he fell to the ground along wiht his enmy blood flowing freely, His life was slaowly ebbing away he relized and all he could do was aly there unless someone saw him.

[Kendergod]

Ven charged and gutted a Solamnic. He took a huge vertical swing at Panendithas. His axe was swung with all the strength he could muster.

[sadistic]

He heard feet rush past him and was suprised to see that the wound eh ahd recived had not kileld him yet looking up he saw in flight a pair of human like cretures with firey wings.

[Loki]

Shadowlock watched as a pair of phaethons flew over the crowd of fighting bodies; he had never seen any of their kind before, but recognized their description from stories his parents had told him when he was younger. Thoughts of his family made Shadowlock's eyes narrow in anger, and distracted him long enough to allow a burly human warrior to come upon him from behind unnoticed. The half-kender had barely time enough to shout before the man's rough hand was claped over his mouth. Shadowlock struggled against his grip and sunk his teeth into the man's skin. The human cried out in startled pain, but did not relax his hold in the least.
Finally, tired of his stubborn captive, the solamnic clubbed Shadowlock on the side of the head with the hilt of his sword. The half-kender slumped in the man's arms, his eyes closing in defeat.

[sadistic]

Blood was flooing freely form his stomach and the war was still raging it apeared that the solminacs had gained ground Because he saw the dark knights dead all around him, He went to stand but a spasm filled with blood rushed him abck into unconciosness

[Reghar]

Penendithas jumped up at the last moment as one of the two dark knights he had been heading towards took a swing at him, nearly cleiving him in twain. He took to the air, and prepared to make another dive, when a bunch of daggers flew up in the air, knocking him off balance. He managed to fly evasively, so as not to get himself stabbed, but it disoriented him, and he had to land. He noticed that the battle seemed to be evening out, the Solamnics managing to hold their ground somewhat against the dragonarmies. However, the Phaethon still felt that this battle was destined to be lost. He grimly charged back into battle nonetheless.

[Kendergod]

The Solamnic forces were being routed. Most of the Solamnics stayed and fought, but a few took to their heels and ran. Ven cleaved a Solamnic in two. He looked over at Halimoth and said, "Let me borrow that net you have with you."

[Loki]

The solamnic's hands worked quickly as he tied his odd captive to a nearby tree. He didn't have time to wait around for this child to wake up, there was a battle to attend to. He fastened Shadowlock's arms behind the oak's thick trunk and stood up, observing his handiwork with a critical eye. There was no possible way anyone could escape from the complex maze of knotted rope the kinght had made, he thought to himself.
He would have simply killed his captive, but the solamnic was unsure what side the creature was on, he seemed barely older than twelve winters. Sighing, the knight unsheathed his sword again and re-entered into the fray.
When he was sure the knight was gone, Shadowlock opened his eyes and began working against the ropes that held him.