OOC: Yeah, its the forest. You forgot to add it, btw.
Some more suggestions just to prevent you going lazy while modding - write city names (kidding, unless you really have so much time) and add borders. Its confusing without borders, especially if somebody makes a "white peace" forcing you to try and find the pre-war borders.
IC:
Story:
"Death, death, death!"
Haunting laughter everywhere.
"Ildaria will burn!"
Darkness! What is this?
"Death! Death! Death!"
"Death from the south!"
"Death from the east!"
"Death from the west!"
And frigtening roar.
"DEATH FROM THE NORTH!!!"
What is this?!
Can I save my land? Is there salvation for Ildaria?
Something is wrong.
"Death! Death! Death! DEATH!!!"
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The wall collapsed, in flames, and orderly lines of armored soldiers marched into the city. Bravest warriors charged... and were cut into pieces. Arrows and javelins had not effect. The city was falling.
Death from the south!
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How can I save my kingdom? I cannot hide. I cannot run.
"Your doom is here!"
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Hordes of warriors charged from two directions. Ildarians and Riyanons clashed once more! It was the moment of glory awaited by both sides. Elido marshalled his small force in the field of corpses, where he repulsed the first attack. Stained with blood, Ildarians regroup. Riyanons charge again. Elido is hit in the head by a Riyanon noble.
Death from the east!
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My son! He died in a war blamed on him... He is innocent! Why did he die! God of War! There must be justice!
"There is no justice in war. There are no rules. There is only blood... and death!"
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Villagers felt safe. The war was far away in the east. And though their sons went to war, they themselves were safe. As they went to sleep, wolves attacked. They were huge and ferocious, and by the wish of the Gods, the doors opened to them.
Death from the west!
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Taludrians! Taludrians have war dogs! They unleashed them on our villages! No!
"Those are wolves. Wolves of revenge. Wolves of hunger. Wolves... of death."
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Blood runs in the city, as the pallisade is on fire and the Taludrian horsemen, like the hounds of the God of War - or God of Fire - charge across its streets. They carry torches.
With war cry that makes even the bravest Ildarian warriors shudder, their warriors with painted faces charge across the streets, killing everyone they see with their gigantic war axes.
A young boy is crying near the corpse of his father.
DEATH FROM THE NORTH!!!
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What have I done? What have we done? What did we do to deserve this?
Silence. Darkness. Nothing.
I WAS POISONED!
Death.
Orders:
- Have our druids fashion war rams. They should have bronze tips to be more effective against enemy walls.
- Send some of the LEAST fanatical of our druids to Lakaedekos to learn some of their ideas - you know, stone cities (well, stones were neutral in Eridrung's Rebellion, but they could've helped. Those bloody traitors should be used for buildings in the cities, while the trees would be used for villages!), iron, roads, you know... If Lakaedekans don't let us steal... uh... borrow their secrets, then tell them that we are studying their culture. If they still interfere, threaten them with holy war.
- Also, search our mountains (especially around that mountain city of ours, Kagaip Veli (Mountain Forge) for the metal we saw in Gythos, the one that Lakaedekans call "ferrum". Unlike them, we are civilized people (

) and will call it feri.
- Train some more Taludrian Scouts from our very very very best hunters. We need only 15 more.
- Continue picking agressive children and young men and training them as Ramip warriors.
- Raise a few more Hamsip Throwers. Maybe some of the Druid Apprentices will do?
- Continue increasing our entire army. Make a call for volunteers amongst the clans. Especially, we would need archers and spearmen.
- A man claiming to be the Taludrian advisor who warned the Ildar will come to the Ildar and request to speak with him privately. He is to do his best to kill the Ildar. To fit the story, he should poison him after giving away to him various false information.
- Our Taludrian Scouts will take 100 War Dogs and unleash them in villages (they will pretend to be wandering hunters, while the dogs will hide in the forest, and in the night, the scouts will open up all the doors). This should be some nice psychological warfare, no? (Can you say "Muwhahahahaha!"?)
- 400 of our Horsemen will plunder and pillage the Ildarian countryside. Be merciless to all foes. Occasionaly, our horsemen will send a tiny group of them to enemy camps to provoke enemy attacking them. Those groups are to retreat if followed, and lure the enemies right into the trap when the other horsemen will attack them from both directions. Also, equip our horsemen with spears that are longer then theirs, so that enemy spearmen could, if needed, be held at bay.
- All of our remaining forces will attack Ild Yger. If they have a wooden wall, then set it on fire. If they have a stone wall, then our Hamsip Throwers will try to ignite the wooden gate, and throw some barrels using a primitive catapult or something to the effect in order to set aflame their buildings and cause general panic. If that fails, then get some siege rams and bust through the gate. After that, our horsemen will charge to crush the enemies guarding the gate and will proceed to try and establish control over the wider streets. Horse archers will practice on firing at moving targets while moving themselves. The Spearmen and Archers will guard the gate area, while the Hamsip Throwers will toss their fire bombs to "cool down" (irony) the enemies that might attack us (nothing cures a berserker from his war rage like some napalm on the head). Unleash the war dogs to hunt down fleeing enemies and the civilians. Unleash the Ramip Warriors to smash through any opposition within the city with their battle frenzy (don't forget that whole sonico-psychologic warfare thing). No mercy! Kill all those who oppose us! Aye! Death to those foes who surrender (but don't tell them so that they will surrender... and die)! Death to those foes who run away! DEATH TO THOSE WHO OPPOSE US! BLOODTHIRST! I WANT BLOOD!!! BLOOD!!!! MUWHAHAHAHAAH!
Got carried away alittle.