Ashaland (read first post)

[Toli Bera]

"Which is why we were deployed. the generals and myself are to stop their advance." Masaya coughed looking up. "When did the messenger arrive?"  

[Claude Faustus]

"The messenger arrived just now. he's in...." He trailed off realization dawning on him. "....in the prison, I believe he was suppose to deliver a message to you." Huffing Draken got to his feet. "I will have him released and sent up."  

[Toli Bera]

Vyril lay in the cell on the bench provided listening to the drip of water near by. he watched it fall hitting the side of a bucket. reaching out with his foot he nudged the bucket in place, being rewarded with the soft plik-plik of drops falling into it now he dropped his foot to the stone floor with a tap.

Plik-plick, tap, plik-plik, tap, plik-plik, tap

to add to the rhythm he drummed on the side of his bench with his fingers imagining words to his 'musical tale of confinement' imagining stories of would-be captives told to this rhythm. and decided on eight. some innocent like himself, others guilty.  

[Claude Faustus]

"Guard, open that cell."

The soldier fumbled with his keys as he unlocked the door to the prison.
As the Mistral sat up, Draken flung open the door. "Mistral, you are free to go..."  

[Toli Bera]

He stood up walking out of the cell humming the tune he had composed. "If you're still searching for your son. I did meet him. Fortunes wheel brought him to the same spot where we seperated. and he is being treated by the self-same girl I predicted. Perhaps should my voice fail me musicly I shall take up prognostication." his voice though he was speeking kept the same tune as he collected his instruments intent on walking out the door.  

[Claude Faustus]

Draken crossed his arms."Arn't you forgetting something? where you supposed to deliver a message to General Masaya? Tell me the message and I will pass it along."  

[Toli Bera]

"I will do no such thing." he fiddled with his instrument. "This matter is not for those uninvolved." he continued to walk on sidestepping two rather suprised guards at the minstrels calm, yet obstinant demenour.  

[Claude Faustus]

Draken glared at the Mistrals back for a full moment untill the man dissappeared. Snapping at the nervous gurds he told the. "INform Grant and General Masaya That I have gone on to scout the south, i will be back by sudown."
"Y-yes sire...."

Wings flapping an annoyance, the half demon set his taloned foot on the edge of the wall. It has been awhile since he's been over the wall not since The Lady Elysia had been kidnapped by the southern emperor.  

[Toli Bera]

Masaya was waiting along side general Grant for the half-demon's return the medicine he had been given seemed to be working wonders for him. Kalim was no-where to be found.  

[Claude Faustus]

Draken soared over the hot sands, the thermals here where strong and carried him up high beyond the clouds.
From here he could see the dark column of an approaching southern army. The half demon quickly turned about in mid air and folded his wings tensing his body into a steep dive so that he'd arrive the border quicker.

Kalim was taking a swing of wine. If the southern barbarian was as true to his word then soon... pretty soon, he would be the hero of this little war.  

[Toli Bera]

Masaya had taken a seat while Draken was gone. he looked towards the barracks. he didn't want to loose his men in battle. he tried to figure what could be done to prevent high casualties on their end. he got up going to the walltop to look at the terrain. "we need ways to defend the wall better."  

[Claude Faustus]

Grant looked over teh wall. "The Highlord has thought up of a defence for this, you see those wood posts? " He gave the young man a set of farseeing stone, poining them to the distance. "strung between the posts is a powerful spell that will rip a deep gorge..." He pointed teh stones another direction showing Masaya where he could see another set of posts to teh left and to the right. "Those too are the same spell."

Draken landed nearby with a floor shaking thump. His tail twiched, adjusting his balance as he walked to the pair. "It looks like 5 battalions. they've got the siege-towers as well, I don't' think they will get here until sundown. "  

[Toli Bera]

"Siege towers will allow them to bypass our defenses on the ground. we need to eliminate those devices. perhaps a series of pit-traps or burnable bundles for the catapults?" he asked looking over at the two men. "but we won't have time to put them in place." he leaned on the parapet looking worried.

"How many towers did you see?" he asked looking at the demon.  

[Claude Faustus]

"There are three of them, all in one line." Draken's wings twitched."we can wait till they are right over the trap lines and set them off, it will eliminate them and cut the enemy forces in half."

"Sire," Grant started. "We are ordered not to set one foot outside teh wall, we will not be able to engage teh enemy beyound teh walls."  

[Toli Bera]

Masaya closed his eyes. thinking for a momnet. "We'll need only one man to activate the traps. it is dangerous and i will not allow any of the men to risk the mission. I will go and manage the traps. the rest of you hold the defenses." Masaya turned to Grant and Draken to see if they disapproved of the solo plan.