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I think I'll wait for Ladypug before I post.

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@Ladypug

I think it's more meaningful when you know the names of the people who die. Makes it feel like an accomplishment.

Also here's what Commander Diclonni looks like, and here's what Krush looks like. Now you know what they look like, you know who you're fighting.

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Annabeth just smirked as the men roused themselves for battle. She lead them towards the walls when suddenly there was a large explosion of stink and water. Anna covered her face in case it was oil, but it turned out to be shit. Literal shit. "Disgusting! As if this place wasn't foul enough with the fire-fens. Ugh, and to think I'm actually used to this wretched smell..." Annabeth pulled a small scarf up over her mouth to block the scent as Avery sent his men to their position. Not too far away Annabeth could hear the gates getting broken down and the town guards had already positioned themselves nearby, ready to intercept. Annabeth put her helmet on and lowered her visor, giving her a rather spooky appearance. As she hefted her hammer the other men started bickering which just made her speak up so they'd pay attention. "Those gates won't hold for long, let's get into positions!" Annabeth ran to join the town guard behind the makeshift fortifications they set up. Boxes, upturned wagons, and even a few stakes pounded into the ground. Most of the town guard had crossbows trained at the gate for the inevitable.

Back at the camp, when the orcs attacked the mercenaries were quick to take cover from their arrows and fire. News reached Diclonii quickly but he showed no concerned. "Cowards, are you afraid of a little fire!? Those orcs are just trying to bait you into focusing on them. Once we take the walls their boars will mean nothing to us. Take cover, take a few shots at them when you can, and most importantly hold your ground!" The commander turned to a couple of soldiers who were about to load up more manure when he shouted at them. "Two catapults, start loading the rocks! Aim for the city ramparts. Two siege towers are nearly complete, all we need to do is clear off any defenders and we'll be able to take the walls." All the while the soldiers were getting results into breaking through the gate. All they needed to do now was get their shock troopers ready to charge in once the gate was open.

As the catapults continued to fire their volley into the city, the gates crashed open. Arrows immediately flew through the gates towards the city's defenders to force them behind cover or else get struck by an arrow. Annabeth herself had turned away into a corner before she could've been struck. After the arrows came in the shock troopers: The Hellhound Knights. Though they were the opposite of knightly; they were the worse types of bandits and murderers that could exist. Most were criminals arrested in the Erlad Kingdom, but had been given "permission" to join the karusian mercenaries. They were meant to be cannon fodder, but many of these men were natural killers and inhumanely strong. As soon as the arrows were fired they charged through the gate and right towards the defenders. Their leader was a brute of a man with a gorilla-like face armed with a huge club, bigger than a man's body. Despite his size he was also fast as the defenders fired their crossbows at him and his horse, but he was easily able to smash them out of the air.

"Is that all you got!? I AM KRUSH THE RAVAGER! And I'll enjoy smashing all of you men and women alike! Ga ha ha ha ha!"

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@Polybius

Should I edit then? Looks like Lucius still wants to fight them. I could say that most of the soldiers fled and Diclonii is just rallying what troops he has. On his knight's honor he can't just flee from a fight he started and all.

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”Oh. Yessir!” Annabeth merely smiled as she was given the orders to rally Captain Cassius’s troops. Taking his sword she rushed off towards the leatherworker shop. Annabeth remembered working there once, not the most enjoyable job she’s ever done. Stinked more than the fens. Soon she’d arrive to a makeshift camp and saw a red haired man there. Annabeth let her thou serous voice awaken them. ”Wake up! Prepare for battle! Your captain has commanded you to rally to the walls!”

Of course the men were sluggish and cautious of this random woman giving them orders, so she flashed the sword towards them in the torch light. ”Surely you heard the war horns? The city is under attack. Captain Cassius has ordered us to be ready to defend the walls!” Annabeth would wait for them to get ready properly before she’d leave them. Presumably they know what they’re suppose to do.

Meanwhile the mercenary army was finally able to put out most of the fires. Without those boats harassing them the mercs could focus on gearing up for battle. While thy lost some supplies the overall damage to the forces weren’t too bad, though there was a lot of deserters. However Commander Diclonii didn’t care to pursue them; he had more than enough troops here to deal with the city and the orcs. ”Set up palings at our rear! Those orcs don’t have the numbers to try and attack us directly, so all we need is cover from their arrows. Keep the crossbowmen watching the forest when they return. The rest of you, prepare the catapults and the towers. There will be no more mercy now!”

The catapults were constructed first, and soon they would launch their payload barely an hour after the attack. They first launched over sacks of plague-infected manure and waste, to demoralize the enemy and spread disease through the town. Archers were also shooting at the top of the walls to try and kill any sentries or guards who might try and shoot back at them. All the while footsoldiers were making the siege tower to breech the walls. A few men were also hacking away at the town gate with axes, hammers, and rams. One way or another the mercenaries were going to get in.

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Darn. Alright, I can change it.

Edit. So I changed him into a regular royal knight. Presumably this puts him at a level of power above just your regular knight, but as someone who works close to royalty thanks to their prowess.

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I know, he's not exactly a gandalf type as he only has one spell but he tries to make himself look bigger than that. All he can do is telekinesis and there's a trick to that too but he milks it for all it's worth. I guess I could just spoil it, but all the magic is in the staff. The staff just belongs to him. Without it he's just a regular knight who wants people to think he can do all sorts of magic.

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Annabeth raised her head with a smile. "I accept! You won't be disappointed m'lady. I will bring honor to us all." Annabeth stood up and nodded towards Crassius. Hopefully he had heard everything so Annabeth won't need to repeat herself. "Though I still think we should send out some of our own warriors to strike the enemy commanders, I'm willing to follow your orders. Many of the townsfolk have already boarded up their homes and shops. While the docks are still full of merchant vessels ready to flee once the city is breech." But Annabeth didn't seem worried as she reported this information. In fact she cracked a small smile. "The fact they haven't already fled tells me they're confident that the city will not fall. Even the peasants are joining the militia to defend their homes. Not all is lost yet, so long as you continue to have hope."

As Annabeth spoke to the two on the wall, the soldiers below were trying to rally together. Most of them knew they couldn't defeat the boar and were now trying to lure it away with horses carrying what few supplies they could scrounge together. If they could just get that beast out of here, they might be able to salvage this situation. Not helping however were those damned orcs. If they had just come into camp and started fighting, the soldiers could have easily surrounded and overwhelmed them. Instead they ran away, but the soldiers will take whatever advantage they could. As the monster was being drawn away a few crossbowmen took aim at Malakaus and his riders as they were fleeing. Even though it was nighttime the fires from their camp provided enough illumination for them to shoot a volley of arrows at the raiders.

Meanwhile putting out the flames was a knight carrying a staff. But he wasn't a normal knight but a royal knight. As he approached he lifted his staff towards the inferno and started knocking the flaming boxes and supplies into the mud and dirt, dousing the fire on them. The flames hardly seemed to bother him as he waded through the fires and killed the flames. Soon a soldier came up to him. "Commander Diclonii, we've manage to lure the boar away from the camp, but what should we do about the fires? Water isn't putting out the flames!" The armored knight looked down to the smaller soldier and scoffed. "It's like you've never dealt with a little fire before. Use the sandbags to smother the fire! They're in one of the few supply tents those damned pigs haven't set fire to. And ready the catapults! I had hoped to minimize the damage to this fine city, but it looks like we don't have that option anymore. By the time tomorrow comes, I'll make sure this entire city is nothing but bones and ashes!"

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This is what Annabeth's full gear looks like. Right now she simply doesn't have her helmet on.



This is what she looks like underneath.

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Annabeth bowed her head towards Maren. "Forgive me, Lady Maren. So excited to fight that I forgot to make more formal introductions! As I said before I am Annabeth Elliot, a Knight Errant. I was trained by my father, Sir Asterion Elliot, a man-at-arms who fought for the former king. He had distinguished himself many years ago against the western heretics, the Dragon Fire Cult. He's long since retired and passed away many seasons ago, however I have taken up arms in his stead, as he died without a son to carry on his legacy." Annabeth kneeled towards Maren while keeping her head bowed. While this might not be the time or place for a formal knighting, there was some due process for these things after all.

"I'll admit to some embarrassment but I have no troops of my own. I come offering only my hammer to your cause. Eager as I am to prove myself, I know I alone can't hope to take down that army or the monster slaughtering them all right now. The town's guard would never allow me to fight alongside them because I am a woman but I'm hoping you and your captain have better sense." Annabeth continued to look down, but she raised her hand in the general direction of the fighting. "Even with this chaos ravaging the enemy, this city doesn't have the numbers to take on the bulk of the army or the orcs. But if you could spare a few good men, I'm willing to join them and take out their leadership! This army of thieves and cowards are lead by more powerful commanders, but once they are gone even their numbers will do them no favor. All I ask is that you give me this chance, Lady Maren, so that I can prove my honor."