- Joined
- Jul 20, 2018
- Messages
- 69
- Awards
- 7
- Essence
- €10,521
- Coin
- ₡19,000
- Tokens
- 5
- World
- Erde Nona
- Profile
- Click Here
- Faction
- Civil Unrest
“Infantry reserve into the center, Serjeant!”
The main cohort had been crushed and the front line was faltering. As the enemy infantry crested the hill Beatrix drew her sword, prompting the rest of her troops to do the same. Each moment passed in slow motion. She could see the enemy getting closer, her body willed her to sprint forward, but she waited, twirling her sword in her hand.
“On me!” She shouted, sprinting forward.
The entire battalion behind her followed suit. The ground almost shook from the number of soldiers now on a collision course with one another. The two lines of infantry slammed into other throwing the front line to the ground as each side battled it out. Beatrix recovered quickly, the 19-year-old parrying a strike and driving her sword into the attackers’ stomach.
“Step by step, men!” She shouted ducking under an incoming slash.
Grabbing the enemy soldier by the neck she drove his blade into his ribcage and walked him forward into his comrades, knocking them down. Both hands on her sword she swung wide and decapitated the man in front of her. With a kick she threw his body to ground and pushed forward. A slash from her right came through and caught her cheek. The redhead could feel the blood from the slice running down her cheek. With a growl she riposted another attack from her quarry and removed his left arm. The battalion of troops behind her followed her advance, breaking a hole in the enemy line. As Beatrix made her way to the back of the enemy line she spun around and pointed with her sword.
“Split! Company Able to the left. Dog to the right! Encircle the lines.”
Troops began pouring left and right, pushing the sections of the enemy line further apart. Beatrix double fisted her sword and swung into the nearest group of soldiers slicing into enemy troops continuing the fight.
Jaina brushed unkempt hair out of her face as she read over the documents, she had managed to obtain regarding the bastard child of the King.
“Finding him is going to take a miracle. It has been 34 years since he was born. He could be anywhere.”
Beatrix was staring out of the window in their room into the rain. She fiddled with a ring around her finger, deep in thought.
“What did he look like again?” She asked.
Jaina held out the sketch her contact had given her. The redhead turned around and took the paper. After a few moment she smirked and tossed it back into the pile.
“What?” Jaina pressed, seeing her lover’s facial expression.
“I served with him in the Arcadian military. He was in my company. At that time, he went by the name Gavin Atrius.”
“Are you serious? Did he make it out!?” Jaina said slightly concerned.
“Gavin was the better swordsman back then. He was still going strong around the time I had left.” The redhead replied.
“Fuck. What are the odds he’s still in the army?” The sorceress asked.
“Very low. Regardless we’d need access to the military records of Arcadia.” Beatrix mused.
“That may not be a problem. When Arcadia and Merania were at war, Meranian spies copied a good deal of Arcadia’s records. It is one of the main reasons the war lasted for so long. Arcadia couldn’t stop the clandestine activity in their own city, so Merania was kept abreast of anything they were doing.” Jaina explained.
“So, we need to infiltrate Merania. Fucking great.”
Beatrix turned to face Jaina, who had long ago stripped herself naked to sit on the bed and look about her documents. She was beautiful. Her hair was undone from its usual braid and loose, flowing to one side. The Mistress moved her gaze about the sorceress body. She had a figure that she could appreciate greatly.
“What are you looking at?” Jaina asked, her face slowly turning red.
Beatrix approached the end of the bed and dropped to all fours onto the mattress and crawled her way to the sorceress.
“You.” The redhead whispered into Jaina’s left ear before kissing her neck.
Jaina closed her eyes and fell onto her back among the blankets as Beatrix pushed her back, kissing her along her neck. Pinning the white-haired sorceress to the bed the blood mage brushed her lips across Jaina’s. Proudmoore opened her eyes and met the gaze of her lover who had pressed herself against her body. With slight hesitation Jaina reached up and kissed Beatrix on the lips. The red-headed mistress smirked through the kiss and reciprocated. Jaina was beginning to breathe heavy with anticipation as Beatrix began to kiss her way down to the sorceress’ chest.
Beatrix and Jaina emerged from the tower they had been staying in, moving through the castle town towards the center square where they were to meet Seventeen. They had bathed and gotten themselves outfitted with their usual gear. Jaina’s hair was braided once more, and Beatrix was donning her mithril plated armor and equipment.
“Good to see you on your feet.” The android said as Beatrix made her way into the square.
“Good to be back. With any luck we can get this resolved.” She replied.
“Your message sounded dire, that’s if translated Jaina’s script correctly.”
“The situation is bad.” Proudmoore added.
“It’s straight fucked. We need to infiltrate the Kingdom of Merania for their stolen Arcadian records.”
“You think they’ll tell us where he is?” Seventeen asked, staying on point.
“I’m hoping they’ll give a direction to start looking. I served with him for two years before I was discharged. We knew of each other, but he was the better soldier and had a natural knack for commanding troops. I was usually leading my squad to alternate objectives.” Beatrix explained.
“Isn’t Merania the Kingdom who was sieging Lodis?” Steve asked.
“Yep. Now you see the gravity of the situation. We need to leave ASAP. No doubt the army has told their commanders about us, so we’re going to have one hell of a time getting in.” The mistress added.
“I may have a solution for that. With a properly placed mana bomb I could breach the city walls causing a big enough distraction for us to get into the city and get what we need.” Jaina said.
“Same bomb that made your hair white, right?” Seventeen asked.
“Correct. It’s worth a shot, but we’re going to have to source the materials from somewhere. Any ideas?” Beatrix said, shifting her armor slightly.
The main cohort had been crushed and the front line was faltering. As the enemy infantry crested the hill Beatrix drew her sword, prompting the rest of her troops to do the same. Each moment passed in slow motion. She could see the enemy getting closer, her body willed her to sprint forward, but she waited, twirling her sword in her hand.
“On me!” She shouted, sprinting forward.
The entire battalion behind her followed suit. The ground almost shook from the number of soldiers now on a collision course with one another. The two lines of infantry slammed into other throwing the front line to the ground as each side battled it out. Beatrix recovered quickly, the 19-year-old parrying a strike and driving her sword into the attackers’ stomach.
“Step by step, men!” She shouted ducking under an incoming slash.
Grabbing the enemy soldier by the neck she drove his blade into his ribcage and walked him forward into his comrades, knocking them down. Both hands on her sword she swung wide and decapitated the man in front of her. With a kick she threw his body to ground and pushed forward. A slash from her right came through and caught her cheek. The redhead could feel the blood from the slice running down her cheek. With a growl she riposted another attack from her quarry and removed his left arm. The battalion of troops behind her followed her advance, breaking a hole in the enemy line. As Beatrix made her way to the back of the enemy line she spun around and pointed with her sword.
“Split! Company Able to the left. Dog to the right! Encircle the lines.”
Troops began pouring left and right, pushing the sections of the enemy line further apart. Beatrix double fisted her sword and swung into the nearest group of soldiers slicing into enemy troops continuing the fight.
***
Jaina brushed unkempt hair out of her face as she read over the documents, she had managed to obtain regarding the bastard child of the King.
“Finding him is going to take a miracle. It has been 34 years since he was born. He could be anywhere.”
Beatrix was staring out of the window in their room into the rain. She fiddled with a ring around her finger, deep in thought.
“What did he look like again?” She asked.
Jaina held out the sketch her contact had given her. The redhead turned around and took the paper. After a few moment she smirked and tossed it back into the pile.
“What?” Jaina pressed, seeing her lover’s facial expression.
“I served with him in the Arcadian military. He was in my company. At that time, he went by the name Gavin Atrius.”
“Are you serious? Did he make it out!?” Jaina said slightly concerned.
“Gavin was the better swordsman back then. He was still going strong around the time I had left.” The redhead replied.
“Fuck. What are the odds he’s still in the army?” The sorceress asked.
“Very low. Regardless we’d need access to the military records of Arcadia.” Beatrix mused.
“That may not be a problem. When Arcadia and Merania were at war, Meranian spies copied a good deal of Arcadia’s records. It is one of the main reasons the war lasted for so long. Arcadia couldn’t stop the clandestine activity in their own city, so Merania was kept abreast of anything they were doing.” Jaina explained.
“So, we need to infiltrate Merania. Fucking great.”
Beatrix turned to face Jaina, who had long ago stripped herself naked to sit on the bed and look about her documents. She was beautiful. Her hair was undone from its usual braid and loose, flowing to one side. The Mistress moved her gaze about the sorceress body. She had a figure that she could appreciate greatly.
“What are you looking at?” Jaina asked, her face slowly turning red.
Beatrix approached the end of the bed and dropped to all fours onto the mattress and crawled her way to the sorceress.
“You.” The redhead whispered into Jaina’s left ear before kissing her neck.
Jaina closed her eyes and fell onto her back among the blankets as Beatrix pushed her back, kissing her along her neck. Pinning the white-haired sorceress to the bed the blood mage brushed her lips across Jaina’s. Proudmoore opened her eyes and met the gaze of her lover who had pressed herself against her body. With slight hesitation Jaina reached up and kissed Beatrix on the lips. The red-headed mistress smirked through the kiss and reciprocated. Jaina was beginning to breathe heavy with anticipation as Beatrix began to kiss her way down to the sorceress’ chest.
***
Beatrix and Jaina emerged from the tower they had been staying in, moving through the castle town towards the center square where they were to meet Seventeen. They had bathed and gotten themselves outfitted with their usual gear. Jaina’s hair was braided once more, and Beatrix was donning her mithril plated armor and equipment.
“Good to see you on your feet.” The android said as Beatrix made her way into the square.
“Good to be back. With any luck we can get this resolved.” She replied.
“Your message sounded dire, that’s if translated Jaina’s script correctly.”
“The situation is bad.” Proudmoore added.
“It’s straight fucked. We need to infiltrate the Kingdom of Merania for their stolen Arcadian records.”
“You think they’ll tell us where he is?” Seventeen asked, staying on point.
“I’m hoping they’ll give a direction to start looking. I served with him for two years before I was discharged. We knew of each other, but he was the better soldier and had a natural knack for commanding troops. I was usually leading my squad to alternate objectives.” Beatrix explained.
“Isn’t Merania the Kingdom who was sieging Lodis?” Steve asked.
“Yep. Now you see the gravity of the situation. We need to leave ASAP. No doubt the army has told their commanders about us, so we’re going to have one hell of a time getting in.” The mistress added.
“I may have a solution for that. With a properly placed mana bomb I could breach the city walls causing a big enough distraction for us to get into the city and get what we need.” Jaina said.
“Same bomb that made your hair white, right?” Seventeen asked.
“Correct. It’s worth a shot, but we’re going to have to source the materials from somewhere. Any ideas?” Beatrix said, shifting her armor slightly.