Battlefield

Climber: Wakes up in a house...

climber: Were am I....

Climber: *walks outside incredibly hungover to find dozens of dark warriors outside*

Climber:

Climber: My head hurts a lot more now....

AT wakes early in the morning to his surprise he was asleep in a stall with 2 lovely ladies.

AT: How did I get this lucky?

AT hears noises coming from the house across the courtyard so he gets up dawns his armour and sword walks across the courtyard to the front of the house to see Climber with a shocked face their were a half dozen dark knights there prepared for war.

AT: They only sent 6 of you, man what a mistake I guess they can always send more after we kill you.

Dark Knight: Oh we know it will take more so we had another 8 men hide in the woods.

Another 8 men came from the woods fast to join their compannions.

Dark Knight:

AT:

from behind the dark knights came a loud roar,

mowgle: kill for the living kill for the dead

mowgle gose and joins climber and AT

mowgle: well AT you always get your wish, some one to fight

Climber: Thanks guys...

Darkknight: Shut up you infedel!

Climber: Why?

Darkknight:.... ....

Climber: Dont laugh.... *shanks*

Darkknight:X.X

*Five knights circle climber*

Climber: Now this is the stuff dreams are made of...

Darkknight: Vous mourir le morceau d'écume !

Climber:Oh ouais ? Votre un morceau de la merde française...

AT now ready to fight steps forward sword drawn kisses the hilt and starts to fight.

AT: I knew this was going to be a good day.

AT ducks swings his sword up catches one of the knights off guard and closes in for the kill.

mowgle starts to chant and his axe glows with holy hand fire

mowgle: this will be a good day to die, and i mean you

mowgle charges into the fight, ducks a sword and hits the dark knight with his shield nocking the dark knight into others

mowgle:

Climber: *looks at darkknight hurling turds him*

Climber: *Throws drink at darkknight*

Darkknight: Que la baise ? *What the F*ck*

Climber: Hahaha, *Swings sword at knights head*

climber: Heh, that was funny....

AT takes his shield slams it into the face of one of the darkknights heres bones crush and slides his sword into the mans belly.

AT: ANY ONE ELSE WISH TO DIE TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AT went crazy he was now doing the war dance the dance that decides a warriors fate.

mowgle: if he keeps dancing like that he will get killed

mowgle charging at a dark knight throws his axe whitch splits the knights skull open mowgle gets his axe back just intime to perry a strong overhead slice.

mowgle: call this a fight, for templars it a warm up

mowgle boots the knight towards climber

Hearing the commotion outside, Jacques de Mortimer rubs his eyes and wraps his cloak around him. He pulls back the flaps of his battlefield tent and sees that everything is under control. Not wishing to spoil his brother's fun he goes back to bed.

Jacques de Mortimer: “Beausant!” he mumbles in a supportive yet sleepy voice...

AT dodges a spear thrust grabs the spear and pulls his attacker towards him and shows his enemy the tip of his sword.

AT: COME AND FIGHT ME YOU BASTARDS SO YOU CAN DIE BY MY SWORD, I AM HERE TO COLLECT YOUR LIFES!!!!!!

AT now yelling his battle cry picks up the spear next to his feet and flings it into the darkknight next to Climber.

*The ax hits the knight square in the head*

CLimber: Aw, that was going to be mine...

Climber: *Parys a knights attack*

Climber: Cocky little... *Shanks knight*

Climber:

Climber: *With the rest of the templars, Climber weatches AT go into a killing frenzy*

Climber: Oh my god....

Climber: *Dodges a unlucky dark knight flying through the air*

Climber:

Jacques de Mortimer cannot sleep with all of the noise going on outside his tent. He yawns, stretches, puts on his helmet, drains the last dregs from last night's ale cup, picks up his trusty battle axe and steps outside his tent. Seeing that AT is having all of the fun Jacques decides that he will join in.

Jacques de Mortimer: “BEAUSANT!”

He cries as his battle axe cleaves apart the helmet and skull of the dark knight who has just appeared from out of the shadows. The gaping wound gushes with a mixture of hot, sticky blood and brains. The knight falls to his knees as Jacques brings down the axe a second time splintering bone and ripping tissue as the dark knight is opened up to the waist like a slaughtered pig.

Jacques de Mortimer: “Time for breakfast I think.”

...says Jacques to his Templar brothers as he wipes the gruesome stains from his axe.

AT seeing that one of the darkknights trying to make a run for the tree line runs to the front of the inn where a horse was tied jumps on and rides after the darkknight the darkknight turned around to see what the thundering was it was to late AT had already beheaded the man.

AT: I am kinda hungry now.

AT rides back to help his brothers dispatch what was left of the darkknights. AT seeing their was only a couple left walked over and knocked one of the darkknights out with the hilt of his sword.

AT: We need to know where to find more of them so why not torture one for that information that way we don't have to go hunting threw the country side.

mowgle: let me talk to him, it won't take long.... and if you eat my breakfast i will stick my axe where the song don't shine

mowgle crabs one of the dark nights and drags him into a nearby tent,

some 30 min later after alot of shoutting and banging mowgle walks out with blood dripping from his hands.

mowgle: clean up in tent 4.

mowgle eating his breakfast ok the guy said go north about 6 miles there is some sort of invasion force want to check it out

Climber: Really we should check it out *Climber says, wiping off his equipment.

Climber: So are we just going to leave the bodies here or what? If they are coming... we should of interigated one, but what was left of that information was wiped of jDm ax.

Climber: But it was one hell of a kill!

AT: I am ready lets round up some more Templars and greet these new enemies the right way the Templar way.

mowgle: let me finish eating first, i get hungry after a good killing

"Yeah," climber replied, "There is a rack of ribs calling my name..."

mowgle: well like my farther always said nevery die on an empty stomach

Climber: And he was a smart man!

Climber: *Starts eating*

AT: You guys eat while I scout ahead.

mowgle: just don't start anything without us ok, have we any ale left

Climber: That we do, just wait

Climber: *Hauls barrel*

Climber: Lets drink!

AT walks to his tent to dawn his armour and shield. AT rides around the tavern in full battle aray meduim armour with sword, shield, axe, and spear.

AT: mowgle if I'm not back before dark I'm dead.

AT dawns his helmet rides hard towards the enemy encampment.

mowgle: he will be back by lunch, so thats when we go and clear up the mess he has made

AT comes rideing hard in the encampment covered in blood with an arrow in his arm.

AT: The enemy is coming fast and strong I came upon one of their scouting parties I took a couple before I was overrun the enemy force numbers around 200 strong atleast.

AT rides to raise the alarm.

Climber: LETS DO THIS

Climber: *Puts on ninja suit*

Climber: Time to go ninja...

AT: We need more men I love a good fight more than the next man but this will take planning.

mowgle goes into a tent and starts to bring out loaded crossbows with rope tired around the triggers, mowgle stands with a bit of paper in his hand and reads

mowgle :pull all ropes at once and all should fire at once,...........sound simple.......p.s. make sure you not to drunk.......ok

mowlge puts on his armour picks up his axe then howls, all of a sudden a couple of wolves appear mowgle walks over to them

mowgle: ok my loyal friends this is going to be hard are you with me

the wolves lower there heads and get ready for the fight of there lives

mowgle: KILL FOR THE LIVING, KILL FOR THE DEAD WE TEMPLAR KNIGHTS ARE FULL OF ALE AND READY TO FIGHT

AT pulls the arrow out of his arm and mounts a freash mount and picks up a bow and a couple quivers.

AT: While you guys are getting armour on and getting ready for glory and honor I will be slowing the enemy down with my bow and when we meet on the battle field it will be glory.

AT turned his mount towards the woods and rode hard....

Climber: I'll sneak into the base and stealthfully get some intellegence... maybe break a few necks too...

Climber: But it would suck to get hit by those 3 by 56 inch spears 0.0

Jacques pulls out a tooth pick and starts to pick his teeth. He lays back on his bed with thoughts of a nice long sleep. On hearing the activity outside he wearily slides off his bed and just as he is about to reach for his helmet he is thrown off balance by an dark assassin who has slipped into his tent unnoticed.

There is no time for Jacques to reach for his axe. He avoids the assassin's blade as it slashes through the drapes in his tent. Jacques sees the tooth pick lying on the bed where he had left it. He lunges for the tooth pick and in one fluid movement he stabs the point into the assassin's eye. The eyeball pops like sea weed under-foot and spews out blood and jelly. The assassin screams and drops his blade at Jacques feet. Jacques scoops up the weapon and slashes the throat of his attacker cutting him from ear to ear and slicing through flesh and bone leaving the man dying and gurgling on the ground.

Jacques calls for a sergent to bring a bucket of soapy water and some clean drapes. He steps outside his tent and puts on his helmet.

To Climber: “...It's going to be one of those days Brother.”

AT nocks an arrow waiting for one of the darkknights to come into range but something isen't right he looks around then it happened the sky was full of them hundreads of arrows were tearing the enemy to shreads. AT turned his mount to leave before he too was hit but he could not he was surrounded by elves.

Silverthorn: What brings you too our woods you do not dress like the other we killed so anwser quick before we kill u.

AT: I was here to slow down those you killed.

Silverthorn: How do I know your not one of those beasts? Plus those weren't even a splinter of the men that are marching here their is a vast horde gathering on the other side of the forest thousands and more coming each day, they gather to fight so group called Knights Templar.

AT: I am a Templar but I know I am in no postion to ask this but would you help us dispose of those men?

Silverthorn: I must talk with all the Templars first take me to your camp.

AT: As you wish.

AT and Silverthorn rode to the Templar encampment to talk to the other Templars.

Not knowing elves in the camp, Climber sneaks behind one that was left behind, and pulls him into the shadows.

Cimber: Who are you?!

Elv: I-I am Maglor Anwarünya, a loyal members of the elvish force!

Climber: Now, give me some intellegence, or your throat might run into my knife...

Elv: I don't have any intellegence for you!

Climber: Hah, you just called your self stupid!

Elv: I'm not stupid, I'm loyal...

Climber: I don't care, time to show you to the guys... *sneeks to the templar tent*

Climber: Hey, guys, look what I found I got him at knife point a- *looks at AT negotiating with many elvs*

Climber: Oh... AT.... I thought they were bad...

Climber: *I killed a few...*

Climber:

Climber: Oh well, what happens happened

mowgle walks into the tent and bows

mowgle: lord Silverthorn you got our message then,we are glad to have you in our camp

Silverthorn: we did get your message and we are sorry for nearly killing one of you knights *pointing to AT*

mowgle: that is ok my lord he is always nearly getting killed, sorry our master jackrabbitt is not here but he is busy, me,AT,climber and Jacques de Mortimer are his most loyal members and we are the meeting party.

AT: what are you talking about i didn't know about this

mowgle: you were drunk at the time

Silverthorn: lets not wast time, how many troops are with you,

mowgle: us 4 leaders 40 archers, 35 swords men, 50 spearmen 10 scouts

Silverthorn: make that 5 scouts, we could not tell they were templars.

mowgle: well thats ok makes up for the elves climber killed , climber why are you in a ninja suit you a knight

climber:

mowgle and the other knights sit with the elves while servents bring in meats and fine wine

AT: How many troops do you have under your command Silverthorn?

Silverthorn: 250 of elves all skilled archers and swordsmen.

AT: Do you know how many enemys we are facing?

SIlverthorn: Close to 8000 was my last report from my scouts.

AT: Is their anyone else who can help in the fight?

Climber: *in response to mowgle* I cut ones head off with a sword... does that count:o

Sivelthorn: *sigh*

AT: Climber maybe you should stop talking about killing our allies in front of our allies.

AT wrote:AT: Climber maybe you should stop talking about killing our allies in front of our allies.

Climber: But they killed one more templar than we killed elves...

Elve: But that's not fa-

Climber: *Looks at elve*

Elve:

Climber: ohhhhh.... this'll be fun

AT shakes his head.

AT: The next person that kills a person that is not our enemy I will Kill We need all the warriors we can get we need to fight the dark knights that are growing everyday while are are getting killed by us.....

AT looks at the elves then to Climber.

the elves start to talk in the native tounge, then all of a sudden mowgle joins in talking elvish

AT: you speak elf

climber:

silverhorn: how do you know elvish mortal.

mowgle: i was to marry an elven princess but our camp got attacked by a hord of dark knights under the banner off the black dragon, only her brother and 5 elven guards , and me survived and i have vowed revenge, thats why i joined the templars,

AT: you were going to marry an elf

mowgle: whisper *the females are so god damn hot*

climber: i got chatted up by a dwarf, i thought it was a man but i found out female dwars have beards aswell

everyone in the tent looks a climber , climber goes a sits in the corner

AT looks at Climber.

AT: That was random.

AT: So we should attack the dark knights hit them before they hit us, catch them off guard if they attack us we will be overun with enemys.

mowgle: the elves will shower the dark knight camp with arrow and we will lead the charge tell the men we leave in a hour.

every leaves the tent to get ready for a war

mowgle: AND CLIMBER I WILL SLAP YOU IF YOU WERE THAT NINJA SUIT

AT: Where did you even get a Ninja suit Climber?

AT wrote:AT: Where did you even get a Ninja suit Climber?

Climber: I once dated a ninja... it was an epic, and dangerous choice, but it was alright in the end.

Ever the traditionalist Jacques de Mortimer sighs at his Brother's choice of battle dress, preferring to wear his mail and Templar surcoat. Jacques has never seen an elf before and can't help but stare at the elves' ears.

Jacques: “What manner of man are you?”

Elf solider: “I am an Elf”

Jacques: “Oh?”

Not altogether sure about these strange beings Jacques looks to Climber, AT and Mowgle for their approval...

His trusty axe at the ready, just in case.

mowgle: JacquesdeMortimer relaxe they are friend, there here to help us with the large dark knight army that is bearing down on us,

mowgle looks at the sun

mowgle: ok we leave now when i give the signal the elves will pound the dark knight camp with arrrows when the knights start to form to fight we will charge in cutting them down before moving out then the rest of our troopes will come in to fight we will then join them with the elves got it.

mowgle: and if anyone of you kill an elf you will get hanged OK

Climber: *looks at the terrified elf next to him*

Elf: Hello...

Climber: You could poke an eye out with those ears...

Elf: ....

Climber: Oh well, no matter, I guess I should put on my armor....