the final defense.

we are on the lsoeing side of a war. a war that if we lose our children will be taken away as slaves. and we will be killed. we are the final defense. if we fall the war is lost. our recourses are low. and our enemies are only getitng stronger. But their own costums might help us. if we cand hold off for a year they will elt us keep our freedom. we have ten months untill that happens. that is. if we can hold off that long.


my charactor

name: kilev

age: unknown

personality: he is quite and does not tlak much. but when he does he sounds as if he is deep in thought. and is gratl;y interested in the conversation

description: he is medium heght with black hair and blue eyes.

position: he is the head commander of the army.


weopon: he uses a medium length sword, This sword is very light weight and you can barely feel it in your hand. But it is unbreakable.

name: Grail

age: At least in his fifties

personality: Seems to overthink anything. He does so from being in battle so long. He is slightly insane.

description: A huge man, white beard, massive shoulders and strong muscles. He is too tall for people to see his eyes

position: seccond in command, though he speaks as if he is first

weapon: A cutlass with the blade of a broadsword

((ok now tha I have someone I will start off. people may still join))


I stood jsut outside my tent. watching everything. our army was gettng smaller and smaller. But I was not ready to give up yet. I kept my sword strapped to my side at all times. espeshily since the last time we were attacked half the soldiers were not ready for it. so i orderd them to ware their weopons at all times, no matter how uncomftorble it got.

I walked toward Kilev. I said one of the only truths left in my mind:
"There are two ways to survive now. Charge, or defend. Both are insane. But they are our only options as of now. Do you agree?"

"A full charge would be unwise" said. "But strikeing them at different times throughout the day wouldent be a bad idea. not enough to put our entire army at risk. but enough to let them know we are still fighting. we also need to stock up on supplies. we need to be able to last another ten months." I was young to be the head comamnder. msot men my age would still be a common foot soldier. not sure what it was that got me into this position. maybe my mysterious personality. or perhaps my unnatural skill with a sword and tkaieng the lead in things.

((kilev is somewhere in his early twenties))

"Shall i rally the troops," i responded

'yes, rally the troops" I said. almost too soft to hear.

"I'm gettin old kid, you need to talk louder," i grumbled walking toward the tents where the soldiers sleep

"this war is lasting too long" I mutterd. before heading off to meet the asembleing troops.

I told our men the plan. Most were as discurendged as ever. I said only one sentance to change most of thier expressions.
"You think I survived all the wars i have been in by sitting down and complaining," i said to them angerly

"everyone get a move on. we are leaveing in an hour" I said.

Name: Jhon
Age: late teens
personality: He is outgowing around the solders, but verry quiet normaly. interested in any conversation

description: he is medium heght with brown hair and coal black.

position: Third in command, yet he acts like he i just annother solder, so he can locate any infromation on possible rebelion agenst the leader. he also slipps into treetops and spies ahead.


weopon: Two knives at his blet, a heavy sax knife and a throwing knife, and he also carrys a longbow that can pick off people for many yards. is also great at unseen movement.

I was about 200 yards a way from the camp in a treetop and watched aroung the cold and tired solders coming out of thier tents. I smiled inwardly- they would be complaning all day about how tired they were when i had been in this tree all night to keep them safe. Suddenly there was a flicker of movement in a bush about 2o yards away. I shifted my gase to the spot and knocked an arrow. I pulled to full draw.There was a scrap of clothing visible in brances. " HALT on be half of Sir keliv! State your reason for entry into camp" i ordered loudly.

"is there a problem?" I said standing behind Jhon ((was it suppsoed to be john?))

"Kill him" i said

"no wait" I said. "lets see what he is doing here before we decide if he lives or not"

(yesh, its john)
They made ready for an escape but i stopped them " Run and i'll put an arrow through you"

"surrouned them" I said to the nearby soldiers. "But bing them to me alive"

My aim was true, and one of them indeed tried to run, and i put one into his upper calf. He fell in agony.

"don;t move and you wont be hurt" I said. "try to run and my archers will have many new targets."

" right"

"tie them up. then give them medical care and food. "

Name: Mist
Age: Younger than most people suspect
Personality: She tries to be tough, but rarely succeeds, very caring
Description: Light brown hair, blue eyes, very skinny, short compared to any of the soldiers (actually about average height)
Position: Main healer
Weapon: Long staff with a glowing light blue orb at the top

"Yes, sir." I ran between the ranks of huge muscley soldiers, being small helped in running throughout camp for supplies. I reached the wounded men before my helpers arrived with stretchers.

I left the prisoners to my second and third command and went to attend to other things.