Lannon antagonists

Lannon the lord who can't spell phoenix, the man who has attacked and razed our fellow allies is now being targeted by our alliance. We are now preparing for war, swords, pikes, and arrow tips are being sharpened.

The constant grinding of stone with metal fills the air of every chzypuff castle, the clanging of hammer against iron being shaped into armors and mails echoes through the town. The morale of the troops are high, the beaming smiles of confidence in every subject.

Blacksmith's eyes reflect the glistening radiance of their proud craftsmanship as they raise it to the blazing blood red sun, pointing towards it to check any flaws in their work.

Taverns are buzzing with the name of Lannon some mock him for his incompetence to spell the word phoenix for pheonix, some just brush him aside for they know that their gallant general Iris28 is more than a match for him and his 3 castles.

Iris28 commands a massive army of archers and cataphs, when marched is often mistaken by the enemy as an earthquake, a display of power by the goddess Gaia.

This mistake always causes their downfall for when the castle is in sight a thundering roll of drums and horns blares signals the beginning of their end.

Bows are stretched and tensed arrow tips glistening like a sea of stars among the grass. Then nothing...only the rustle of the wind against the grass and thistles hiding the archers from the tower look outs. A mirror glistens among the grass reflecting the radiant glare of the sun....

Suddenly the air whistles the tune of death, as innumerable arrows are released from the steady firm hold of each archer. Day was turned into night, chaos was inevitable as screams and shrills filled the air.

The assault was relentless arrows hit their targets true and square, screams were cut short by arrows pinning flesh to the ground to wooden planks of houses, taverns, and stacks of hay.


As the light returns another army was revealed as the sun reflects the engraved marking of *.* on armors and shields....death is the only way out.Shouts of blood lust and rage echoed through the valley emanating from the massive army composed of swordsman and warriors.

Swords clash, shields bash and push others to the ground before the cold iron is thrust, pierces the mail and steals the warmth of life away from the defending army...

The once proud castles that defy iris28 now lay in rubble of stone and wood splinters, what was once a gate to protect the city is reduced to mere plank ushering the wooden transports of iris28.....

Such demise awaits all those who oppose the might of Sir iris28....bow to him or be destroyed you have been forewarned.

I have pesonally experienced his gallantry and might first hand as he bolstered my forces to defend my own castle slums against an invading army by Zod, as a true testament to his reputations not a single archer was loss in the heat of battle only a few fortifications was lost but not a single drop of blood was shed from our side....

But to the invading army, everything was lost not a single life was spared.

I therefore dedicate this parchment of compiled testimonies in deep gratitude and awe of the mighty and noble sir iris28.

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