Post by Just14 on Mar 1, 2015 16:09:08 GMT -5
Somewhere in the forest of The Central Alliance, a convoy from Pelletrop is marching on through the shaded woods. Their armor glints from the specs of light they pass on through and the loud whirring of a nearby tank is heard as it moves through the uneven terrain. The group is near their destination and slowly heads toward it before there's a sudden stop.
A blockade stands ahead, set up by the Tichtari Rebels. The two leaders of the missions walk up to each other to negotiate. The Central Alliance soldier looks determined to get through as he speaks. "Let us pass, soldier. We must reach that village to deliver this convoy."
"No," The other leader speaks with the same, if not more determination, "You cannot reach that village. I will not allow it."
"Why is it that you still try to resist us? Why won't you let us bring these supplies to that village? They were attacked by a monster!"
"We can help restore the village to how it used to be. They don't need you." The rebel leader stares intently at the other.
The other leader seems to be somewhat nervous, but gathers his courage. "They need us. Don't be rediculous now. You already are having a hard time keeping yourselves together, being outlaws and all. Here, why don't you just join us? We can deliver this convoy together and work together to keep the land together in peace."
The rebel leader scoffs at the other. "Some good your peacekeeping is doing right now. Does this look like peace to you? No. It's The Central Alliance's fault as well. They don't do shit to keep things together. I'm telling you, leave now or we will be forced to take action!"
"Fine then...If that's how it is, I guess we'll have to take you out and rescue that town. I hoped we could work together." The leader draws his blade and gets into a fighting stance.
"I am sorry as well. If only you could see the truth hidden away from you." The rebel draws his blade and stands ready. Nearly simultaneously, the leaders both command a charge as they attack.
Both armies have similar soldiers as the swordsmen battle and gunfire showers throughout the battlefield. The tank fires off a couple of shots in an attempt to fight back, but soon stops functioning as the riders are taken down. The battle is nearly over as only a few troops left on the alliance's side are cut down by a few swordsmen. The leader gasps for air as he attempts to continue fighting, but is quickly defeated by a slash of the other leader's blade. The other falls to the ground with a slight thud as he hits the dirt. The ground is stained with blood as the rebel leader takes the tank and drives it back home. The village would not receive this convoy.
As the leader brings in the supplies from the tank to the mission outpost, the owner looks around inside of it. "Yup, there should be plenty of oil to keep our machines running in here. There's a lot of gold too! Here, you can take this crate as a reward."
"Huh? But there was about forty boxes in there!"
"Sorry, but rules are rules! Just enjoy what's inside!" The leader seems slightly disappointed, but returns to his base with the new supplies.
Loss
-75 Swordsmen
-50 Gunmen
Gain
+1 Steampunk Tank
+100 Gold
+2 Silver
+2 Oil
+100 Flame Blades (Longswords with a button on the handle that ignites the blade.)
A blockade stands ahead, set up by the Tichtari Rebels. The two leaders of the missions walk up to each other to negotiate. The Central Alliance soldier looks determined to get through as he speaks. "Let us pass, soldier. We must reach that village to deliver this convoy."
"No," The other leader speaks with the same, if not more determination, "You cannot reach that village. I will not allow it."
"Why is it that you still try to resist us? Why won't you let us bring these supplies to that village? They were attacked by a monster!"
"We can help restore the village to how it used to be. They don't need you." The rebel leader stares intently at the other.
The other leader seems to be somewhat nervous, but gathers his courage. "They need us. Don't be rediculous now. You already are having a hard time keeping yourselves together, being outlaws and all. Here, why don't you just join us? We can deliver this convoy together and work together to keep the land together in peace."
The rebel leader scoffs at the other. "Some good your peacekeeping is doing right now. Does this look like peace to you? No. It's The Central Alliance's fault as well. They don't do shit to keep things together. I'm telling you, leave now or we will be forced to take action!"
"Fine then...If that's how it is, I guess we'll have to take you out and rescue that town. I hoped we could work together." The leader draws his blade and gets into a fighting stance.
"I am sorry as well. If only you could see the truth hidden away from you." The rebel draws his blade and stands ready. Nearly simultaneously, the leaders both command a charge as they attack.
Both armies have similar soldiers as the swordsmen battle and gunfire showers throughout the battlefield. The tank fires off a couple of shots in an attempt to fight back, but soon stops functioning as the riders are taken down. The battle is nearly over as only a few troops left on the alliance's side are cut down by a few swordsmen. The leader gasps for air as he attempts to continue fighting, but is quickly defeated by a slash of the other leader's blade. The other falls to the ground with a slight thud as he hits the dirt. The ground is stained with blood as the rebel leader takes the tank and drives it back home. The village would not receive this convoy.
As the leader brings in the supplies from the tank to the mission outpost, the owner looks around inside of it. "Yup, there should be plenty of oil to keep our machines running in here. There's a lot of gold too! Here, you can take this crate as a reward."
"Huh? But there was about forty boxes in there!"
"Sorry, but rules are rules! Just enjoy what's inside!" The leader seems slightly disappointed, but returns to his base with the new supplies.
Loss
-75 Swordsmen
-50 Gunmen
Gain
+1 Steampunk Tank
+100 Gold
+2 Silver
+2 Oil
+100 Flame Blades (Longswords with a button on the handle that ignites the blade.)
