Shakur looked at Otik and yelled "That's the spirit! Let's share that spirit and will as we crush those constructs and laugh in their metalic faces!".

OOC: I have to leave now, make Red tag along and kick some major boat!

Ryan saw the Construct Army begin to march towards the gates, but Osano wouldn't lead it until the mages were dead. Readying his axes ryan began his assault

His six throwing axes found the guild guide, the headmaster and four other Mages. He then reached back and grasped Ice and Fire Bane from his back and cut down two more. The only four of the remaining eight noticed their comrades fall, the others to caught up in their spells tonotice.

Those four quikly fell to his axes as well and then he took up his throwing axes from the other bodies and finished mage guild contigent off.

There you go Osano, now the only mages left are my former comrades...

HE then saw the winged Twilights that the mages had summoned begin to dissapate and smiled. So mush for Fenris' plan.

OOC: Hee hee hee...Down they go...

With the orders from Osano York began moving his army into position, strategically setting up undead archers and mages on a nearby hill for support.

When York saw Ryan killing the mages he knew it was time for the strike to begin. He must enter the city and his main goal was to get to the gates and open them for Osano to reinforce him.

The final run...

York held the ruby tightly and with his mind, he ordered the constructs to break down the weak point in the wall. The constructs hit the wall hard but it was strong...it was taking way too long to break.

Dammit! They're gonna be all over us before the wall caves in...

Once he entered the city, he would either attack Selenil or open the gates, whichever came first...even if it meant disobeying Osano's orders.

Sel heard the pounding on the wall.

"Fenris! they're breaking through!" he shouted, drawing his sword. He stood there, waiting because there was nothing else he could do.

Before the wall fell York sent Arcyakt perhaps the final message he would send,

"Arcyakt, we are entering the city now...with or without you."

As the wall crumbled in, only a few constructs could squeeze through at a time. They were entering too slowly to cause much damage so he ordered them to further damage the wall as much as possible before moving through.

After a few constructs made their way through the gap York stepped in as well, scanning the place that would soon be a raging battlefield.

He watched carefully for any surviving mages, and with a huge group of constructs he headed towards the gates to open them for Osano. The humans were destroying them very quickly and York hoped he'd have enough to protect him until he reached the gates.

Shakur turned around, seing some mages go down. "Men! We need some good fighters to turn and fight that man! How about you, Otik?" Shakur yelled, pointing to Ryan.

As Sel slashed through the constructs that burst through the wall, he thought he saw York...

He worked his way through the constructs until he was very near him.

"I think we have unfinished business." Sel said flatly, leaning on his sword.

York continued fighting through the masses, but when he heard the voice of Selenil his priority changed.

"Alright...continue on and open the gates!" York ordered the undead commanders, the only ones smart enough to find a way to open them

"Hello schoolgirl." York smiled and jabbed for his stomach, keeping his shield ready all the while

Blood ran over the ground and screams filled the city.

"Using the same insult twice hardly qualifies as witty." Sel retorted, easily deflecting the blow.

He wondered how sharp his sword really was now. Maybe that damned shield needed a lesson...

OOC: Kiln, wasn't Osano going to destroy the gate himself? Oh well, I'll edit.

Shakur watched as the wall fell and York and his army entered. "A group attack their visible side and try to flank em', B group get up here on the wall and pelt York's army with arrows and spells. When Osano nears the wall, spellcast and arrow him. And when he hits the wall, grenadiers bomb and then we'll all get off of here and get ready for a split horn double flank and make our way behind them! Hussle!" Shakur planned this attack with care, for more living soldiers meant more chances Osano's army would fall.

The constructs weren't making it to the gates and York knew it. There simply weren't enough of them entering the city to get it open.

"So have you reconsidered joining our ranks Selenil?" York yelled over the clashing of metal

He attempted another strike at Selenil, this time for his leg but he kept ready for any blow his opponent might deal.

OOC:Isn't your blade enchanted now? If so...what is it's enchantment?

"No, I haven't." Sel answered, jumping away from York to save his own leg.

He came down on the shield as hard as he could, splitting it down the middle.

OOC: the enchantment - unearthly sharpness.

OOC: When you're done with York, could you through Shakur his enchantment? If it doesn't fit in though you don't have to though. Oh wait, heading to bed. Please have Shakur keep fighting and keep kicking boat and carry through with his plans which can be found on page 3. Thak you everyone.

OOC: Red, his pack is in the Rat in the Pot with everyone's items. Make Shakur "drawn" to it or something and pick it up. Hell, even give yourself its enchantment.

"You stupid fetcher! That is the second time you've broken my shield." York was very unhappy about his shield being destroyed again by the same man

His army wasn't doing well but the undead commanders had pushed to the gates and were trying to find a way to open them if they survived long enough.

York continued to circled Selenil, carefully watching for any attacks he might launch. A human soldier swung for his head but with a quick slash he fell to the ground lifeless.

"Half your army fights like they're drunk weakling." York laughed at Selenil's men even though they were destroying the constructs left and right

Most of the men weren't even fit to be called soldiers, but who was he to say that they couldn't fight to help their home? He didn't say anything though; such things would be lost on one such as York.

"I broke your shield for the scond time so that I don't get hit with it a second time." Sel said with a wink.

He circled the same way as York, wanting to be on the defensive to launch a counter attack.

York watched Sel move, trying to find error in his defense. There were many York could see but perhaps they were meant to look that way as part of his strategy. Not likely but it was possible.

With the broken shield he could not be sure of himself, and with Sel's sharp blade, his pitiful strength wouldn't keep him from penetrating his armor.

"You look as if you've been waiting for this moment for a while now." York yelled at him as he probed at his chest carefully watching the sharp blade

"As do you." Sel said, knocking aside the attacks that had no heart behind them - obviously testing his defense.

He still missed his dagger that Arcyakt stole from him. That would make this a tiny bit easier. One throw...He shook the htought from his head; he didn't have his dagger, and thinking about it would only distract him from his current goal.

"Oh, what the hell." Sel conceded to himself. He slashed downward at an angle, his sword's glowing edge aimed for York's neck.

York barely ducked under the blade as it fell upon him and stepped behind his opponent, bringing flat of his blade down towards him in an attempt to nock him to the ground.

"Don't be too sure of yourself Selenil." York said waiting to see what would happen

Something was wrong, the gates still hadn't been opened. It appeared as if the constructs were being surrounded at the gates but York wasn't close enough to tell.

Sel fell to the ground, but rolled, and was soon back on his feet.

"I probably shouldn't." Sel admitted playfully. "But you may want to spend less time on me and more on your army." He said, pointing his sword tip in the direction of his constructs.

As if Sel would actually let him go to his army...

"So we will fight here forever, nobody ever getting the upper hand while your army crumbles around you....sounds good to me." he said as he launched a flurry of attacks on York - easily defensible ones, but they would find a weakness nonetheless.

York laughed knowing what he said was true, it would seem that his army was crumbling around him already, but the gates started to open slowly.

He stepped back as Selenil swung wildly at him,

"The gates are opening!" York smiled and looked at Selenil

York felt his armor pinch his left arm hard and suddenly his arm felt warm and cold at the same time, the warmth was his blood and the cold was the blade that had embedded itself in his arm. York pulled Selenil's blade from his arm and kicked at his stomach with his full strength.

How in the hell did he hit me?

Sel staggered back a few steps after being kicked in the stomach, but didn't mind; he had won that small battle.

"Are you done clutching your arm?" Sel asked impatiently.

OOC: bedtime. cya tomorrow.

York held his arm tightly as blood pushed through his fingers. He was enraged by Selenil's comment and swung wildly at him trying to catch him off guard.

His attacks were uncoordinated but his strength would make up for that if he ever hit the man.

Calm down York, you're leaving yourself open.

York slowed down a bit, and focused more on each swing of his blade, carefully trying to hit his opponent.

In a desperate attempt to at least wound his opponent he acted like he was going to swing high but brought it down a bit, swinging for Selenil's blade, trying to nock it down long enough to get a hit in.

OOC:Night...

Anthanes smirked as he levitated over to Ryan. "Now I knew you couldn't be trusted.. Prepare to be painfully eviscerated, fool." The half-dunmer drew Fearstruck and sent a slash at Ryan's legs, hoping the Paralyzation magic would work this time.

OOC:Maybe next time don't attack at 3:00-4:00 in the morning over here, and nightime over there eh? Mayb just after american lunch we should start again.....

What the heck do constructs look like?

IC:Konrad watched patiently as the gates were slowly opening. He grinned drawing his sword and swing to stretch his arms, then quickly slashed at a constrct eeking out of the gate, destroying it.

He ran into the melee behind the gates, some Ald'Ruhn fighters stuck in a corner and slowly being killed by the mechanical beasts. He ignored them, rushing towards the udead. He unleashed what little fury he had on the undead's necks.

Finishing off yet another undead general he motioned his hand behind him, pushing a construct backwards into 3 others and getting crushed against the wall. Konrad laughed and ran after them, slashing to the left and right as he drew his shield.

Osano gestured to a hillside not far from his ranks. Several undead archers stood up and began shooting a volley of arrows at the right side of the wall. He then drew his sword and pointed towards the gate and yelled, "CHARGE!" His army began running, not marching, towards the slowly opening gate. Osano mounted Slogon and took to the sky above Ald'Ruhn looking for any problem spots.


OOC: i'm off to school now.

OOC: Good idea Konrad! We in Europe are 5-6 hours ahead of you american guys! All heavy fighting take place when I sleep as tightest!! There must be a way of solving that and find times when both parties can be online simultaneuosly!

IC:

Serene tried to keep track of where she could be of any help and use. Her restoration-spells were appreciated by the fighters she could see that. As for healing it was a bit problematic as she actually had to touch the person she was going to heal.....remote-controlled healing was not so successful.....

Particularly she was trying to watch her friends, Sel, Konrad, Jonacin, Shakur...in case they needed immediate healing or restoration.

Anthanes was coping ok by himself, knowing approximately the same spells as she did.....but if he would need her....she´d come!

Konrad was fighting very well at the moment so she kept an extra eye on him, she was impressed by his heavy action!

Konrad looked back for a moment, noticing the charging constructs. He grinned than ran through the crowd...the constructs were now packed too tight to swing properly. He growled at his inability to move, then activated his levitation belt.

He flew up to the silt strider platform and leapt on, just as the rider was setting off. Konrad suggested to the driver and he nodded, sending the silt strider over the constructs.

Konrad had found no use for something so high up, so he had formed a plan. He leapt of the smal seating area and onto the silt strider's head. He cried out a cyrodil battlecry then stabbed through the flea's brain, making it keel over and crush many constructs. Konrad laughed, leaping off the beast and running back to the gates.

Sel was caught off guard for a second, but was soon falling into a defensive rythm. York knocked his blade down, and Sel desperately replaced his sword with his left foot. Now whether or not his boot could stop a blow was soon to be revealed.

Serene watched Sel and York fight.......she prepared for a healing-mission, IF something should happen to Sel...in the meantime she throw a fortification spell on him.....to give him some more strenght and agility


Then she looked around to see if she could spot Jonacin...as always his whereabouts were of great concern to her

Jonacin had leapt off the wall just before it crumbled, and landed amidst a group of constructs. Many had gotten through the breach, but he stood with his men and stopped others from getting through. "ignore those that are through! Concentrate on stopping them at the breach!" he yelled to the men. He charged into the constructs, hissword swinging left and right. Wherever it scratched the consstructs, they immediately froze solid. Soon the breach was being resealed by frozen constructs

OOC: That's what you get for blatantly ignoring Jonacins' presence Kiln. Your precious breach in the wall is sealed

Serene watched with satisfaction how Jonacin handled the constructs,..the wrenching sounds of frozen metal caught her ears and she couldn´t resist smiling despite the severeness of the battle.

"Heey Jonacin!" she yelled, CATCH!!

Then she threw a spell at him that fortified his fatigue and strenght 100%..
Still smiling she turned and started to prepare some more potions

Jonacin smiled and grabbed the potion out of the air. He quickly drank the contents, and instantly felt refreshed and incredibly strong. "Ok men, let's send them home! FORWARD!" he yelled, charging into the breach. leaping over frozen constructs. He landed with a crash of armour and shattering metal as the constructs he had struck on the way down shattered. As more of his men reached him, the constructs were pushed back from the wall. Jonacin knew that unlike a living army, this one would not fall back, but it could be pushed back. They pushed the constructs back until they fell into the trench, and then ran back to the wall to help with the constructs within the city

"Son of a umbrella seller...damnit Konrad, i'm going to kill you," Fenris muttered as Silt strider was slain. "As a battle-mount it could have killed more. Bah." He glanced at anara, who was bounding off to deal with Ryan. If Anthanes hadn't already been there, Fenris would have shouted the punk out of the city.

He drew his blade and proceeded to assist in cutting down the remaining constructs trapped in the city.



Anara leapt and landed behind Ryan, and thrust her spear at Ryan's back. "That was really stupid, boy," she growled.

"I am inclined to agree with you" , Anthanes said to Anara, smiling slightly. He was satisfied she was somewhere he could keep an eye on her -though she prolably didn't need it.

[ooc: Aki, Anara's in werewolf form right? Or Human?]

[ooc: Werewolf ]

OOC: I think she's in Werewolf.

IC" Shakur watched the gate open, though any construct dumb enough to try to get through now would have to crawl under. As planned Group A had gone to reinfore Aki and were doing good so far fighting their way toward him. Group B was also doing well, pelting the constructs with arrows, a little magick and grenades. Shakur did his part aswell, throwing fire balls, Ice swarms and even the odd telekenisis. "Men! Keep this up and Ald'Ruhn will never fall! Good job everyone!" Shakur loved rallying troops, for it helped the battle so much. The enemy army got closer and closer to the wall, fireing back upon the Legion archers. When this happened, group B finished off thier grenades and ran down the stairs, taking two flanking lines to attack when the constructs move through the gate.

Jonacin ran through the city towards the gate. He could see a small cluster of constructs around the gate, their number shrinking as more were cut down, but the gate was slowly rising. He cut his was to the mechanism of the gate and struck it with his sword, freezing it solid. Seeing a soldier weilding a heavy warhammer nearby, he yelled at the man to come over and striek the mechanism as hard as he could. When the hammer connected, the entire mechanism shattered, and the gate slammed back down to the ground.

EDIT: OOC: Sorry Red, just saw your post in planning now after i made mine

The soldiers saw Jona and the soldier break the gate and cheered. "The war is going well men! We will soon turn their construct metals into statues depicting us kicking their un-holy boats!" Shakur yelled, which was followed by a "hoo-ah!" by the soldiers. "When Osano gets here, Grenadiers, throw your grenades over the wall! Archers, you fire over too! Anyone who knows heal, heal any injured soldiers right now! Move move move!: Shakur said, his plan coming together much better than expected.

Ryan Threw an Axe at Anthanes when he came towards him and barely dodges Anara's Spear thrust. As he was dodging he grabbed a pair of silver Throwing axes and chucked them at Anara as he leaped from the wall. Ryan landed with a roll and looked up to see if any of his shot had hit.

OOC: Red, Ryan already killed basically all our mages

IC: Jonacin grinned at the cheers of the soldiers befoer running back to the breach in the wall in case another attack came

OOC: sorry, I mean something else so I edited.

"Hrm." Anthanes had an idea. "Mothanu, fondiguman, v'laash!"

He pointed at Ryan, who promptly began levitating. Unlike regular levitation, however, Anthanes was in control, and he moved the struggling Ryan into orbit over the enemy army.

Ryan felt his feet lift off the ground and he began wafting over York/Osano's Army. He took another axe(BTW Ryan is like a axe factory. he has like 20 axes of various types in his pack) and threw it at Anthanes to stop his concentration.

OOC: BobV U ignored Ryan axe that was speeding towards your head!! Bye, I gotta go to school now. Have ryan do any thing but die...

As their entrance in the wall was closed off by their forces York was also pushed back, grabbing at Selenil while he was being pushed outside. There was no point, his forces had been almost completely destroyed with only a few hundred remaining, at least he'd gotten the gate open.

York was happy at his accomplishment until he looked at Osano's army, many of them still outside.

He regrouped with Osano,

"Where the hell were you? You should have been there keeping them off me...I almost had him." York said dissappointed at Osano for not helping in time

At that time he looked up at the gates which had been closed and sat down on the ground.

There's no way we're getting in there...

OOC: Later Neck.

The axe hit Anthanes on the shoulder, and the battlemage lost his concentration. Unfortunately, Ryan hadn't realized that this would cause him to stop levitating. Ryan came falling down at the armies, not unlike an unguided missile.

Shakur and his soldiers kept hoding their position, cheering battle cries and talking amongst themselves. Shakur occasionaly took a look over the gate to see if the enemies were advamcing.

Sel frowned as a wall separated him from York.

He looked around; the defenses seemed to be holding, but for how long, nobody knew.

The axes were battered away by Anara's spear, and one managed to bury itself in the head of a construct.

Otik kept firing arrow at the constructs with a big smile on his face, He loved turning the centurians into a flaming pile of ash. Otik reahed into his quiver and found out that he only had three more arrows left. He climbed down form his purch and found the weapono distributors. Otik ordered 100 of the finest arrows they had, which turned out to be silver, Otik shrugged wishing it was ebony but ran off to the mages and got his arrows enchanted ( YAY!) and went back to his post and started shooting again

(ooc: didn't want a whole post of he shoot th bad guys )