Topic: The Horde vs #1437 (they dont have a name?)
The armies of The Horde had been traveling for months and were weary of the dirt and dry heat. The only thing on their mind was the battle soon to come against the fertile lands they had entered a day ago. It was a miraculous change from desert to green, wet, fertile land where they were able to hunt for their own food yet again and get away from the dried up jerky they had been eating for so long. Soon though they would taste the flesh of the inhabitants of this country, a flavor they had long been waiting for. Fleet Admiral Thanatos was at a distance keeping a close eye on his men in order to protect against any brash moves made by the hungry men. He wanted them fed and happy but did not wish it to completely destroy their purpose for being here.
It was end of day and the men were setting up camp. Tired and ready for some rest but also ready for the battle to commence. The war would begin in less than 24 hours and they were all too aware of this. From a distance in the fading light they could see a small troop of horsemen atop a hillside. They sat for a moment as if in shock and not believing what they were seeing. Then hurriedly they turned their horses and disappeared over the other side of the hill. A group of men jumped as if to give chase and were waved back down. The time would come for killing, let them have their knowledge of our existence in their lands. It would not matter anyways.
Prepare for battle!
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