Some of you may have read my first two chapter in this little adventure and enjoyed it. Well i've got alittle twist for yall. Let me introduce to you another charcter that is very important to this story. Her name is Johannes.


Chapter 3

[size=18]Johannes's Story

Here we come to a part in this adventure when another character’s plot begins to unfold. This character’s name is Johannes. She is a young female nord who grew up in the new settlement of Dagon Fel. So far her life has been completely unscathed by the war that was going on right outside her small village. However, as we all know nobody can escape war when it is already at your own doorstep. Let us begin Johannes’s story.


“Father.” Johannes asked when she saw her family rushing past them in the streets of Dagon Fel.

“Father!” He turned to look to see who was calling. When he saw Johannes his face lit up and he hurried towards her.

“Hurry daughter. A army is marching this way and I fear they have death and destruction on their minds.”

“What army? Who would want to attack our village?”

All I know is I saw a large group of soldiers coming this way and that I need to get my family out of here before the reach us.” He said in a very urgent tone.

I stared at him in disbelief but his face should too much worry and strain for him to be lying. “Ok. I must get home to gather my stuff.” I started to walk off but he grabbed my arm.

“No there isn’t enough time for that. They will be upon us at any moment we must hurry.”

I nodded and began to follow him through the village. Several people stopped to watch us in our hurry to leave but nobody looked too suspicious of us. I wondered why my father was not telling the others about this approaching army. Thy must know about them. My father would not condemn them all… would he?

hmmm interesting good job with keeping it alive.

Tears began to form in the corners of my eyes as I watched the mass of soldiers begin to pour into the very town I grew up in and begin to burn it. I watched as the people spent so many years with get cut down while trying to run. Gratefulness, hatred and sorrow all bombarded me at once. I was mad at my friend’s killers, I was sad at my friend’s deaths and I was thankful to the Gods for saving me from this terror. What was I to do?

“Johannes.” I turned around at the calling of my name. It was my father standing behind me with a look of sadness splashed across his face. He sighed before he began again. “You do understand why I didn’t tell anybody else about the soldiers right?” I shook my head no. My father walked towards me and laid his hand across my shoulder. “If I had told anyone else where we were going and why-“ He paused. “The soldiers could have tortured the villagers and made them tell where we were.”

“They still could have come with us.” I said.

“No. Others coming with us would only increase our chances of being caught and killed. There was no other choice for us.”

I understood why he did what he did but… It was hard to grasp. It was hard to accept that they were all gone and that they were never coming back. How could my father accept what he did? How could he live with that? I asked myself the same questions repeatedly until I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found my father dead. Apparently, he could not live with it like I thought he could. IT was a day of sorrow for all of us.

crud that sucks... good job Jonajosa

Yupp! Good job JonaJosa keep it up.. :goodjob:

[quote] This character’s name is Johannes. She is a young female nord who grew up in the new settlement of Dagon Fel[/quote]

Johannes is a male name.......but if you remove the s it will certainly be a sweet female one... On the other hand...it may be intentional, how would I know?


Anyway it´s a very good part, so I´m eagerly waiting for the continuation of this......just you keep it up huh?

Yes johannes is a male name but i like to prnouce it Jo-han-is. It is a female name also. I got the name from johannes Kepler. a late 15trh century philosopher. I liked it and searched around about it. i founf that many women like to use that name for their own. Its just a matter of pornouncing it right.

ok....then it´s even more interesting.....so keep writing :goodjob:

I love this story. Glad you didn;t give it up.

I got a long one this time.


“There is no time to morn for him.” I looked behind me to see my mother standing there staring at me with pain stricken eyes. “ We have to go before those soldiers find us.”

“I know… It’s just hard to believe that he would kill himself after doing what he did. I thought he would be able to stuff down his pain and get over it.”

“Your father was a good man. The decision he made was in the best interest of his family. I don’t think he knew though how high the consequences of his actions would be.”

I sighed. It would be awhile before I would finally get my emotions back to normal again.

“Come on. The others want to leave.” She walked away slowly and disappeared around the rocks ahead of me. I grabbed my stuff and looked out over the cliffs edge and stared into the valley below me. All that was left of my home town now was a bunch of smoldering pile of ash. I forced myself to look away.

“Come Johannes.” My mother called. I walked away from the edge thinking I would never see Dagon Fel again.

The path through the mountains was hard. We were constantly fending off attacks by wild nix hounds and trying to stay warm. On the second day of travel a strong storm struck. The wind was so powerful that we all had to sit down on the ground to avoid being shoved backwards by the violent gales. It was that night when disaster struck.

“Johannes!” Someone was shouting my name but I could barely hear it because of the wind and rain. I looked out into the waves of rain pour down and saw a figure coming at me.

“Johannes!” The figure shouted.

“What is it?” I asked when the figure got closer. I saw it was my cousin Apal.

“Your mother sent me to tell you that they found a cave we could stay in for the night!” The sound of a nice dry cave sounded very nice to me. I would do anything to get out of this rain.

“Take me to this cave!” I shouted. He nodded and gestured for me to follow him. On the way to the cave I saw a group of nix hounds run off into the rocks to my left. They could mean trouble later on. Especially if they found the cave and decided they wanted to stay with us.

“There it is!” Apal shouted. I looked ahead and saw light coming out of a small opening in a cliff face a few feet away. Fire! Someone had made a fire. The sight of that made me double time it over there to feel its warmth. As I entered the small opening I saw that this cave was actually larger than I thought it would be. There was enough room for everyone to fit comfortably without being smashed up against each other.

“There you are.” I saw my mother stand up from beside the fire and walk towards me. “I was wondering when you’d get here.”

“The wind is picking up and it slowed sown are walk here. All I want to do now is sit down and dry out my cloths.”

“Of course dear. You take care of what you need to do and when you’re done come over here and sit down with the rest of us. We all have a little talking to do.”

I shook my head ok and walked over to a corner of the cave where someone had laid some hot coals down to fry out the cloths. I stripped my clothing and put another set of cloths on. I had to use the bathroom. I grabbed a large blanket and walked over to the group fire.

“I’m going to go use bathroom. Ill be back soon.” My mother nodded and returned to her conversation with another family member.

As I walked out into the rain I put the blanket over my head. I looked around for a place where I could take care of my business and saw a rock ledge a few feet away. I went to it and was about to sit down when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I looked up and saw the entire side of the mountain opposite of us start to slide off. It was coming strait at us.

I started to run back to the cave when two Nix hounds appeared from behind a group of rocks. They moved closer and started to growl. I looked around and found a dead tree branch laying on the ground. I picked it up and started waving it back and forth trying to scare off the nix hounds. Apparently the nix hounds could see my lack of knowledge of how to use a weapon and used my pauses between swings to leap at me.

My branch collided with one of the nix hound’s head and it reared back and scurried off. The other however got through my wild swinging and was able to scratch me with its long nails. I fell back and lost my branch. I knew my end had come and I waited for the nix hound to come and finish me off but nothing happened. I opened my eyes and looked around only to see that the hound had left. Why would they leave a perfectly good meal? My question was answered when I looked ahead of me. The mudslide was picking up speed and still coming at me. I looked to the cave but it was to late. The mud wall splashed into the opening and filled the cave.

Holy crap Jona!......What an awful fate for the folks in the cave....brrrr this one got me right to my belly..

Poor poor Johannes, what will become of her, in a very short time she lost everything, and that in a rather violent way.Of course I feel for her, there is a faint resemblance emotionallly with my Serene who also lost everything..

So if you would continue in a near future I would be very happy, becuse I can´t wait to hear about how this young girl will handle this gruesome situation of hers!

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dang that must suck like Minque said

I started to move towards the cave but the sight of the mud still coming at me made me falter and stop. I turned and ran up the hill behind me and climbed on top of a rock just before the river of mud ran past me. I stood there in the rain watching the mudflow pass me. It was washing away parts of the rock I stood on with it. I realized that if I did not get off my butt and move to another place of safety I would be washed away very soon.

I looked around me for a place to jump to but I saw nothing. Finally, I saw something floating down with the mud river. It was a group of trees caught together by the branches. I knew this was my last chance for escape from this rock so I got ready to jump when the trees got closer. I counted the seconds until I had to jump. Five…four…three…two…one. I jumped with all my might, sailed through the air, and landed right on top of the group of trees. I had made it.

I was filled with relief because right after I jumped the rock I was standing on got washed away under a sudden rush of water. I looked for the source of this sudden rush and saw that a rockslide had caused a large wave to come up behind me and push me faster down the river. I held on tight to the branches and prayed to the gods for mercy. Suddenly I ran aground. I looked around and saw I had been lodged on some sort of steep hill.

I had to climb it if I was to going to escape this deadly river. I jumped up, grabbed a small ledge, and tried to pull myself up. However, my upper body strength was not very good and it proved unsuccessful. I was about to drop down when the group of trees below me washed away.

“No!” I cried. “Come back!” The trees continued to float downriver until they were out of sight. My arms started to ache and I knew I could not hold on much longer. I was about to let go when a rope dropped beside me. Not thinking I grabbed onto it and held on with all my strength. I started to rise away from the river. When I looked up, I saw a white tattooed face looking down at me. He grabbed me and pulled me up over the edge. I looked around me, I was completely surrounded my nords and they were all glaring at me.

Nice! Great work JonaJosa :goodjob: Now who can those Nords be...? :ashamed:

Thank you JJ for posting that soon again.....Hmm in my head there are images from Jean Auel´s books about Ayla, and also .....the tsunami-catastrophe.....

You are very good at describing thrilling events like that, and I´m very much looking forward reading the next part so if you would be so kind.....

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yes good and whos Nords are they, hmmm.

Small part to finish this scene. Then we can get on to the next ones.

I laid there not moving staring right back at them. For a long time they just talked to themselves. Several seemed ready to kill me as soon as their leader decided I was not worthy of living. Finally after a few minutes of sitting and trying to listen one finally broke away from the others and came towards me.

“What is your name?” I flinched at his very deep and scratchy voice. It was a voice of authority and wisdom.

“Johannes” I responded quickly. I was afraid that if I had drug myself into some long speech about myself he would have killed me for not being able to shut my mouth.

Again he drew back towards his group and they began talking about what they would do next. I sat there impatiently wondering if I should try to run. I looked around me and decided that if I even made the slightest wrong movement one of the nords behind me would swipe my head clean off my shoulders. I looked back towards the ones that were talking and saw the man that talked to me before was coming back.

“You are to come with us.” He said. I nodded back at him and got up. Before I could start walking though somebody came up behind me and tied my arms together. I was pushed in the direction they were walking and blindfolded. Off we go I thought.

good job Jona. i wonder what will happen to Johannes

Great! An addition about Joannes, I like that you know... So now she will follow those swedes..ehrrm Nords I mean.......hmm please do not let me wait too long for the next part....you won´t let your supporters down will you?

I think I will say S.G.M......it seems the most suitable expression just now.. :goodjob: :goodjob: :goodjob: :goodjob:

It was sometime before I had the blindfold taken off. The sun was shining bright and my eyes needed time to adjust to the light. But once I could see well again I could tell I was some distance away from the area I grew up in. The barren mountains and dry air were gone. I looked around me only to see an endless plain of grass.

I had heard of this place once before. A traveler had told me that just south of our town was a giant area of rolling hills and a variety of wild life just waiting to be discovered. I guess I had finally made it there, but under the circumstances I preferred being in… someone else’s company right now.

The pull to being exploring this place was so strong that I found my self walking away from my captors and into a waist high field of saltrice. However that pull was suddenly ended with a smack to my back. I fell forward and landed face first into the ground. Someone grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back up to my knees and twisted me around.

“Trying to leave are we?” The man snarled into my face. His breath was terribly smelly and the sight of his rotten yellow teeth was enough to make me gag. “I’m gonna teach you not to try to run again.” He pulled out his dagger and was about to being my “punishment” when he suddenly stopped. I looked up at him only to see him with an expression of pain across his face. He collapsed atop of me and muttered his final words before dieing. “Chimer…”

I pushed him off me, got up and saw that the dead man had an arrow sticking out of his back. I heard a shout of alarm and the rustle of men moving around me. In front of me I saw a large group men of black plated armor running towards me. I guessed they were the chimer the dead soldier had had talked about. I stood there wondering what I should do next. I can’t run and I can’t fight. So I just waited there looking at the men approaching.

Suddenly a hail of arrows came flying past me and collided into the group of warriors in front of me. Then a swarm of half naked nords came running past me wielding large two handed swords. They collided with the other group and forced the chimer to halt in their advance. But the small group of nords didn’t last long against the large group of Chimer. But their deaths were not in vain because the force behind them had time to organize their own charge.

The two groups of soldiers met right where I was standing. Arrows whistled overhead and swords clanged all around me. Strangely enough everybody ignored my presence there on the battle field. It was like some shield surrounded me keeping the warriors at bay. I looked around me to examine the fight.

Neither side seemed to have gained the advantage. Men died equally for both sides. This was going to last a long time and that was time I didn’t want to waste by watching people die. I ran ahead seeking a way out of the carnage. I jerked left and right trying to avoid the separate fights going on between soldiers. I saw the end of the fighting in front of me and was about to break through the soldiers just ahead of me when in was snatched up by a man on a horse.

“Let go!” I shouted at him, but he didn’t pay any attention to me and keep his attention on his surrounding. He blocked a thrust and killed a nord before finally breaking out of the fighting. He galloped ahead and dropped me off in front of a small group of men watching the battle.

“ I see you have brought us some company Sergeant.” A man said as he walked towards us. He bowed in front of me and kissed my hand. “And who might you be?”

“My… My name is Johannes.” I said. The man was dressed in a complete set of iron armor and had a fairly large sword hanging form his belt. The medallion hanging from his neck was covered with gems and strange symbols. I stared at the Medallion for a while thinking. I had seen that before… somewhere, but where?

“You like my trinket?” He said after seeing that I was staring at it.

I looked up at him and smiled. “It is very pretty.” I hoped that was a convincing enough reason. He smiled back at me and gestured at one of his aids.

“Take this woman to the camp and give her a tent to stay in.” He said once the aid got to us. He then turned back to me. “I’ll see you in a couple of hours. I hope we’ll be able to have dinner together tonight.”

“I believe that would be nice…” I paused waiting for him to tell me his name.

“Forgive me. My name is Marit.” He said.

“Well I shall see you then Marit. Farewell.” I turned and followed his aid towards some horses at the bottom of a small hill. On the way down I saw several more columns of soldiers just waiting to be ordered into combat with the nords. I was shocked. Was I to be eating with a general tonight?

I had been sitting in my tent for about an hour before the first of the Chimer columns began filing back into camp. I walked out to see where Marit was and saw him riding with his lower commanders near the entrance. I stood there and waited for him to get closer before I went to him.

When he got closer I could tell he had seen some combat. His sword had blood on it and his shield was dented. He dismounted slowly and began walking towards me.

“Hello again Johannes. I hope you haven’t waited all that long for me to return?” He tried to smile but all he could manage was a small twitch at the corner of his mouth. I could tell he was exhausted from the days fighting.

“You look very tired. Maybe we should call off our dinner until tomorrow.” I suggested expecting him to completely agree with me.

“No. It must be done today. I must leave tomorrow for Tel Vos. The nords are advancing towards the city there.” He stopped and took a breath. “Let us go eat now. I am hungry and after today I need all the food I can get.”

I laughed to myself as he walked away to change his bloody cloths out for a clean set. This man will never give up. I can tell by his attitude and his actions. Gods forgive me for saying this but… I think I was starting to like this Chimer.

Intermission

Ah great....more about Johannes the sweetheart, and now she´s been captured by chimers.....ah well, she´s strong and confident she´ll handle this well, I believe in her...

It´s a lovely story jona.....i hope you can update it often, ´cause I simply love it....no need for more words here.......except


"keep it coming and get back to writing, you there, Mr!" :goodjob: :lickinglips:

great job Jona!

Ok so I post in your story again...you know why? well because I don´t like people being sad....and I want to hear more...

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I was not going to be sad. I was joking. DO not post here if you have nothing to say... It makes me feel like you pity me.

Pity? No, not pity. I admire the story, your willingness to go into new directions, and the feel of epic battlescenes you create. I must admit, I think in many ways I prefer the newer chapter, and you know how much I liked the previous one. There's more emotion now though, more to tug us in towards the character. I can't wait to have the differing strands of the story brought together (if that is in fact the author's intention). It's funny, so many stories have been postd on the varying forums since this one started, yet none of the other's have followed the approach you've set out. Surprising in many ways, but it has the huge benefit of still making this story seem very fresh. Whenever you have the time, an update, however small, would be most welcome.

Great story here jona. Easy to read, of course, and very nice twists and descriptions. Keep it up!

[quote=Ryden294]Great story here jona. Easy to read, of course, and very nice twists and descriptions. Keep it up![/quote]

that´s exactly what i´ve been telling him over and over again but he doesn´t listen.......

What do i do to show that i havn't been listening? I keep it up, It has twists and its easy to read. I havn't posted anything here yet because i've been busy with my "work". Demands Demands.

Just keep a look out and one will come soon enough. Mabye Tommorow???? We may never know... :paperbag:

“Take to the lines! Bowmen, at ready! Pikemen, form up!” Marit shouted at his own men. It was the morning after last nights dinner and we were confronted with the problem of dealing with a Large invasion force that was just off shore. It seemed that Marit’s trip to Tel Vos was going to be canceled…

I looked out over the sea and saw hundreds of white sails slowly coming towards us. The sight made me shake in my boots but the thought of Marit standing beside me in my time of need comforted me. I looked around to see where he was and saw that he was standing on top of a box shouting at people as the came to him. He seemed very frustrated at what they were telling him.

I was about to walk to him when he jumped off his box and came to me cursing.

“What’s the matter?” I asked in a concerned voice.

“Its that stupid general form Tel Vos! He refuses to send me reinforcements because he’s afraid they,” He pointed out into the sea at the sails, “might take the city while his army is gone!” He turned to me with a look of concern on his face, “I think now would be a good time for you to leave. For I believe that I won’t come out of this battle alive.”

“No.” I said sternly, “I wish to stay with you and fight.” I looked at him with determination but he only returned my look with a face of fear. Fear not of himself dieing but a fear of the death of his loved ones… Me.

“You are not something I wish to lose.” He said in a pleading voice.

“Nor are you something I wish to lose. I must stay, I cannot be without you.” Tears formed up in my eyes and I reached out to him. He hugged me and we stood there for a long time trying to think of a way for this to work. Marit looked up and signaled one of his men and made several gestures with his eyes. Then let go of me.

“Goodbye my love.” He said.

“What do you mean good—“ I was knocked out and dragged onto a horse.

“Take her to Tel Vos and have it arranged that she be sent to a safe place.” Marit told a rider. The man nodded and rode off with me bouncing unconscious on the saddle. “Goodbye” he whispered just as the first Nordic boats started landing on the beach. “Goodbye….”

Thank you for updating this.....i was very happy to see that and it´s just getting better and better, you combine military life with...with subtle feelings and warmth...and I like that very much......


you did a great job here and i can´t wait for the next update....... :goodjob:

“Run my lady!” My new escort shouted as we ran through streets of Vos. The city was under attack by the nord army and it was about to be taken. “We must leave before this place is overrun.!” I looked behind me and saw that most of the city was in flames.

“No…” I whispered. The thought of how the nords managed to get here brought a pain to my heart. Could they have killed Marit and all his men? I shook my head to clear those thought and turned back around to see where I was running.

As we rounded the next corner I could see the docks at the bottom of the hill. They seemed to be under control at the moment but before we could start down there I heard screams behind me. I turned to see what was causing the noise and I saw several women running behind us trying not to get caught by the men behind them. The men behind them were 2 nord pikemen who had blood all over them. They were laughing and calling out taunts at the women they were chasing.

One woman fell and was trying to get up when one of the pikemen ran up and stabbed her in the back. She screamed sharply and quickly fell quiet. Anger swelled up inside of me and I stopped in my tracks and turned to face the nord pikemen.

“Come and fight me!” I called out to them in their native language. They understood what I said and ran at me with a bloodcurdling yell. I realized I had no weapon in which to fight these men and I quickly decided that I should run. But before my body could react to my thoughts one of the nords was already upon me. He jabbed with his pike and I was sure that was going to be the end. But just before the pike hit me my escort jumped out and parried the blow away. In the same motion he spun forward and cut off the nords head.

The other nord shouted at my escort and charged him jabbing franticly with this pike. But my man was to fast and nimble for him and easily dodged the attacks. Frustrated, the nord lunged at my escort and tried a swipe at his legs. But the man saw it coming and jumped out of the way and rushed the pikeman in his own frenzied attack. Slashing left and right a few times and thrusting his sword into the nords chest so deep that only the hilt was visible from the front.

I ran to my escort and grabbed his arm. “Thank you for saving me. I don’t know what came over me. I just had to help those women…”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s my job to protect you. Now if you don’t mind I think we should leave before more of those guys show up.” He said smiling.

I nodded at his suggestion and we ran off towards the docks. It wasn’t long before we were pushing our way through the crowded area around the boats. People were yelling and demanding that they be taken across the bay to Tel Mora. I looked around and saw many families huddled together praying to the gods for protection and guidance. I felt sorry that most of them would die here when the nords reached the docks.

“Come this way my lady.” My escort shouted to me. I followed him through the crowds and soon we were standing at the waters edge looking for a boat to take us to Tel Mora.

“I don’t think anybody is coming to save us.” I said in a sad and disappointed voice. Was this dock going to be my final resting place? I was still wondering what to do when somebody started shouting beside us.

“Look! They are here to save us!” A man was pointing out over the water to a large group of boats coming at us at a very fats rate. I strained my eyes to see the banner being flown by the lead ship but all I saw was a dark red flag blowing in the breeze. Soon others were shouting at the boats for them to come to us.

Screams came behind us as the nords got closer to the edges of the docks. I looked again over my shoulder to see this time the entire city in flames. I also saw the nord army pouring out of the streets down towards us. I looked back out over the water to see if the boats were closer and to my surprise they were almost to shore.

“They’re almost here!” Someone else shouted.

“Were saved!” Another echoed across the crowd.

The boats slowed their speed as they got closer to shore but they were still going to fast to dock safely at the piers. I wondered what was going on. Several of the boats veered off from the main group and rowed towards us. One man stood up on the deck and shouted for us to get in line so we could board the boat easier.

I looked to my sides and saw as the first boats crashed into the shore. They kicked up sand and rocks as they slowed down but soon they came to a stop at the beginning of the hill. Dozens of soldiers poured out of the boats and began rushing up the hill towards the nord occupied city. Many fell to the rain of arrows coming down the hill at the Chimmer soldiers but most of the force made it to the top of the hill and engaged in combat with the nord archers.

I wanted to stay and watch more of the battle but my escort pulled me into the line for boarding the boats. Soon we were on the boat and sailing away from the flaming city. I watched as the other boats pulled away from the docks and followed us and how the Chimmer army began to fight its way into the city.

Soon I thought, soon I would be back and ready to fight for my country.

whew.....that was a close one.....Imagine the Nord brute when Johannis yelled at him in his own language...! Great description of the battle, through the eyes of the young Nord, and also concern about the chimer, Marit.....it´s getting better and better, and I honestly wonder what´s now going to happen.....

I´ll do a burntsierra: "Please Sir, can I have some more?"


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I'm going to say it here as well. Brilliant. You've really cranked up the tension with this now. I awoke this morning to find not one, but two updates. I'm sure the look on my face was priceless, even more so as cornflakes dribbled out of my mouth. Hey, not my fault, my mouth couldn't stay closed reading it. The image you created of the ships arriving at the city, and then battle after..... still with me, and showing no sign of leaving anytime soon.

Aargh, how on earth did I double post? sorry. Oh, well, I'll add :lickinglips: so it's not wasted. Jolly good, old chap.

I catch up on this soon, even though I haven't read the last few parts, I know they are awesome so...



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“We must evacuate the city general! The nord army is rebuilding up its strength and will soon launch an attack against us here at Sadrith Mora!” A lesser general shouted at the commanding general Galos. Galos however did not seem angered at the tone of voice the other general was using and just stood there staring right back at him with a stern face. The other captains stood to the sides waiting to be told what to do by one of the generals. Finally after a long pause between the commanding officers one of the captains spoke up.

“I believe that staying here and trying to fight off the nord attack would be the best thing to do.” He looked at the lesser general, “For if we retreat where will we go? There are no other armies for us to join with within several hundred leagues from here. My vote goes for the decision to fight.”

Another Captain walked up beside the first and laid his hand down on the map we were gathered around. “If we are going to fight then I suggest we build up the defenses at the northern and western ends of the island. Those are the areas that the nords will surely strike first. But we must leave room at the southern end of town for the women and children to escape.”

The lesser general stood up strait and his face reddened. “I will not be killed in this forsaken town. We will surely all die if we stay! We must fall back to this,” He slammed his finger down on a small group of islands south of Sadrith Mora, “group of islands. We could easily hold them off from there.”

“Yes but the nord army could always bypass us and strike at the other towns while we sat there waiting for them.” The first Captain said.

“They could also trap us there and starve us to death. I for one do not wish to die retreating but fighting. This town must be held! It is vital to the counter attack planned by the Nerevar to retake Tel Vos.” Another Captain shouted.

The Lesser general’s face grew so red I could have sworn it would have exploded if someone poked it. He jumped back from the table and stormed out of the planning room shouting, “You will all die! When I come back with more men do not expect any help from me!”

General Galos turned to the men in the room with the same expression he had when he entered the room and smiled. “Well then, It’s settled. We fight.”

When the others had left the room Galos turned to me and gestured for me to walk with him outside. When I got to him he immediately began talking about preparations for the battle. Much of which I wasn’t all that interested in but one thing he said I did hear clearly, “…When Marit and his men get here we should have enough to hold the eastern shore…” I stopped dead in my tracks and faced Galos.

“You have word of Marit? He is alive? How is he? Where is he? When will he get here?” So many questions came pouring out of my mouth at once I had trouble catching my breath when I was done. The general smiled and began to answer some of my questions.

“Marit will be here sometime tonight. From my understanding he made it out of Tel Vos alive and with men to spare. Quite a remarkable man he is. In fact when he gets here I was planning on making him my new Second in Command to replace that deserter we just saw in the Planning room.”

“I’m just glad he’s ok. I thought he was dead from the battle awhile back but it seems he still going strong. He seemed like the kind of person that would never give up.”

The general nodded and stopped at a section of the beach to watch the soldiers begin to build walls and trenches for the defense. He sighed and without facing me began to talk. “I feel that I made the right decision back in the room but… that decision might cost me many lives. Lives that I cannot replace. Tell me Johannes, Do you think I made the right decision today?”

“I feel that you did what was best for the safety and well being of your men and of the well being of the people that live here. I trust you and will fight with you to the end if I have to.” I felt a surge of pride for the words I had just spoken but deep down inside I doubted myself. Would I really fight till the end with this man? The answer would come soon enough for just then the first white sails of the Nordic fleet appeared over the horizon.

Galos saw them and began shouting, “Curses! Their here sooner than I expected. Send word to the Captains to ready their men and gather all the male men in the city to fight. This city will fight till the end.”

An excellent action/adventure story. Good fight scenes, but it also has wonderful descriptions of the characters. We see events through their eyes and come to care for them and worry that Johannes will not only survive but find happiness.

yay finnaly read those last parts, great job Jona!!!

I usually agree with treydog in writing-matters...and this is no exception, you really get the atmosphere of "military life" ...man you must be a reincarnation of some general from the civil war...

Jona, Jona, Jona.....please continue .....

eh..one question though: Will it not be painful for Johannis to fight her own people?....or has she converted to chimer-ism....

She has never been fond of the nords since the time when they captured her. But you will see later how she will hesitate before killing a fellow nord from the village she grew up in.

Ok..then I missed something here, i just read the first parts once again, but couldn´t find what race Johannis is....I have always thought she´s a Nord but maybe you can enlighten me?


Anyway it was great reading through the story once again....... :lickinglips:

[quote=jonajosa] This character’s name is Johannes. She is a young female nord who grew up in the new settlement of Dagon Fel. [/quote]

There you go. Second paragraph, first update for this chapter. Read more carefully.

But Jona!!! I did.....I said she was a nord then she woukd have to fight her own ppl....but you said this:

[quote]She has never been fond of the nords since the time when they captured her. But you will see later how she will hesitate before killing a fellow nord from the village she grew up in.[/quote]


then i thought she was NOT a nord.....

I do read thoroughly you know.....

So, wait, she is a Nord, right? Just not raised with the other Nords, right? So is that why she's not fond of Nords? *is confuzzled* :embarrassed2:

There are people you hate the way their own race act. Sorta like the people in real life around here who are constantly yelling "Look at us Human pigs! I hate humans!"

I tried to make her life more... how do i put this? More confusing and hard.

Lets try to put it this way... Some things that may seem confusing now will reveal themselves later on and become clear.

Woaahhh.....erhhmm..sorry usually don´t scream...erhhmm but i just became excited of the possibility of......well an update.....



It´s more clear now...

Oh, okay. Kind of like a Dunmer raised in Cyrodiil (or somewhere other than Morrowind) would not like the native Dunmer in Morrowind. Right?

I was not screaming Minque. I was imatateing the people who do that. You know? The protester are usally yelling their statements. You don't see them whispering "We want more of this and that." Do you?

But yes like Mergirl said, It is like that. Besides... She did grow up in Morrowind you know. That might be why.....

Jona! I screamed..not you.... i was just hoping for an update, see...and i know how the situation is now, so....