Life Vs Death

[King Kevz]

Another loud boom echoed across the land, it flowed across open ended plains of grassland, along the waves of rivers and into the stocky mountains of the Kingdom of Ecaria where huddeled against the rear of a valley stood a mighty fortress whose walls and towers seemed to rise to the very heavens. The fortresses mighty gate had never been breached in all of its existence, all attempts had left not a single mark to deface the image of hope it presented, and as the remaining forces of the Goddess of Life waited inside it was the only hope that remained in their hearts as yet another boom was heard through out the valley. Every warrior in that last bastion of life knews that the sound they heard was the marching of armoured boots across the very land that had once been teeming with life and joy but now it was being reduced to nothing but ash and waste but the disease that was Death.

The war between Life and Death had been raging for hundreds of years and whilst at first it seemed like the forces of Life would be able to defeat the God of Death their hopes had been crushed when they noticed the spirits and corpses of their fellow fallen soldiers rising to fight against them. For every soldier of Ecaria that fell in battle it increased the size of Death's army and now their numbers had pushed the soldiers of Ecaria and their Goddess back to the last bastion of Life. It was here that they would sacrifice themselves to find some sort of miracle that would save them from utter defeat and damnation that awaited them.

The morale of the army had fallen to a low standard and it was only the fact that Death offered no place for the living in his world that stopped some soldiers of Ecaria from defecting to his side. The Goddess of Life knew how important hope was to her army and it was that reason that she stepped out of the main hall into full view of her soldiers with her green cloak twisting around her with a life of its own, she wore the armour of war that she had never wished to wear but had been forced to in the end. With it she carried her famous bow of life that could end any life that she wished and as long as the quiver remained on her back she would never have to worry about being unable to take a shot.

As she stepped onto the platform before her that her own soldiers had hand crafted the clouds broke open and poured a torrent of rain onto the valley. Raising her face to the sky she allowed the water to strike her face and run down her armour before she shook her hair from side to side and raised her bow above her soldiers. "Men and women of Ecaria today marks our final hope, our final chance at victory over Death. I know many of you fear for your loved ones lives as well as your own and that is why we shall have this victory for we are not thoughtless and souless beasts like our enemies. No!! We are the life and breath of this land and I promise you this we will have our land back!!!" she roared and her soldiers roared in reply as their hopes and hearts were taken to a point beyond doubt and so they took to the walls and waited for the army of Death to arrive.

[Subtleknifewielder]

OOC: Wel...this should be an interesting read.

[King Kevz]

The ground shook with a feeling of fury as it was subjected to the harsh pounding of metal clad feet of the forces of Death as they stormed forwards towards the fortress that loomed before them. Where the skeleton soldiers walked a spread of blight crept across the ground turning the soil to dust and forcing flowers to wilt and die for they were the harbingers of Death and where they walked Life could not go. Their sheer numbers meant that all the defenders of Life could see from the battlements was what seemed to be an un ending stream of dark shapes that stretched well into the horizon.

It took the army of Death hours to reach the bastion and deploy their army in a position to attack and yet it was done sooner than the defenders would have liked and as the rain continued to pour down from the heavens bows were strung and ballistas were readied. Old and young soldiers alike checked their armour and tested their weapons as they prepared themselves for the vicious fighting to come.

Through all of this the goddess of Life walked amongst her followers offering blessings and peaceful talks to help calm her soldiers minds. It was during one of these talks that a sharp and haunting cry arose from the mouths of every soldier in Death's army and as one terrible wave of doom and destruction they swarmed forwards with the purpose of storming the fortress and killing everyone inside.