Pillars of Ceation

[Spacekitty]

[QUOTE="general ostruppen]Dionic and his Warriors look around at the marvelous city and cheered on the there side of the 3v3 fight. Dionic looked at the elders, "We are Warriors and craftsman, we are proud Warriors who train just like your people. But we do not decide our fights with the sword but rather our shields." The elders he knew would be confused and so he explained it. Basically just like Bulls trying to dominate the other, two Warriors would use only there shield and try to push there spinner to a certain line. Another way to win was forcing the opponent to kneel with brute force. "We are also master craftsman who try to improve ourselves and make life better. We also have 'formations' that we use to fight as one...if you would like we could show you one."
Meanwhile in Tuscany, the two craftsman decided to put hold on there bow project and instead try to make something with a stone Boulder. Bowneem asked his friend of why he had brought a stone Boulder instead of more wood. His friend said that he had an idea of trying to make the stone be used for a better hut. He explained that his hut actually was burnt and was too weak against strong winds. They both discussed and decided to start working on it. They made a small model but of course it fell. They decided to head back to town to get the proper tools to build a small stone hut.


(Progress of stone houses)

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Gladius looks confused "We know of formations, admittedly we have yet to develop much of them but what are shields?

 

[general ostruppen]

Dionic was somewhat confused as well and taps to his shield with his spear. He and his men chuckle at the reaction of the elders response, Dionic glared at them and they stopped and stood at attention.

 

[Spacekitty]

The Elder looks at the round object Dionic held. "That is a shield?". "What is its purpose?"

 

[Spacekitty]

Spoiler

-Large scale effort to dig irrigation trenches


-Large effort in Rome to domesticate livestock


-1000 men and women sent to colonize in Tuscany, maybe they find people there. ... End up colonizing on Tuscan and central Italy border (look on map in my organization list). Head the advice from the guide and place sentries)







The Elders of the the tribe gather in their meeting hut. Over the centuries the rube has grown exponentially. While this is ultimately a good thing, it is for now a problem. The villages have turned into small primitive cities, yet their infrastructure cannot handel the amount of people living there. There is no more room for farms on edge the rivers and many are on the edge of starvation because of this. The Elders, as always, have a plan. They will send 1000 men and women to travel north to settle a new village. But not just to the northern edge, farther north into explored territory. There they shall settle a new series of villages.


Meanwhile, the Elders have another plan. In order to make more rooms for farms, they must "create" rivers. The Elders Order the men of the major villages to begin digging small trenches from the river to divert some water to new areas.


The Elders of Rome have one last plan to solve the problem. In the past, they know former Elders had attempted to tame the wild boars and cattle. The evidence of the work is all around them. The Cattle and boars are friendlier to humans and some stick near the village. The Elders believe they can build on this success. They order some men of the village to rebuilt the walled pasture and begin driving herds of animals into it. They will then assign some women to feed and take care of these animals. The women should st near the animals at all times as to build a sense of trust and friendship between the animals and the people. No animals should be killed until they have been tamed.


Spoiler: what my people do


Cultural Change


As generations pass, the culture of the Brutii people advances. The people have begun somewhat bored of the typical one on one fights. While the wild animal fights are more exciting, typically the human wins. They need something new and interesting, team fighting.


Team fighting at first is simply two teams of two randomly paired warriors. Over time though, the team battle develop into permanent teams, competitions even evolve.


Outside of the area as children and young men take part in mock team battles. While far from organized sport, it is a start


@Kanuut repasted my actual post here since I made so many

 

[general ostruppen]

Dionic was quite suprised that these people had not known the concept of a shield or even seen or heard one. "Well it's purpose is to block attack and form a wall of sort with my Warriors, we can block spear and rocks. We can even bash our enemy's with our square shields if we wanted to."


The Warriors bashed there shield with there spears as one to prove its point.


@Bobisdead123

 

[AlphaDraco]

(Short post cause busy day today)


The son of Episcus, Larus, has been taught the alphabetic system his father created. Finding the old cowhide with the writings of the Tales, he decides that he will try and continue his late father's work. He packs up and leaves home, attempting to teach as many Rook's as he can his father's alphabet.


In Founder's Rock, a fisherman hears the story of an old boatman's son who attempted to make a boat powered by wind, yet it was said to be slow and unwieldy. He sets out to try and attempt to make a better sail and control system for the concept.


In Agyei's Valley, many priest and pilgrims come from around the island of the Rook to meditate where Agyei received the vision of Creator. All of them hope to get a glimpse of his all knowing understanding, to get a vision of what hey should create, or perhaps be granted inspiration that will lead to knew discoveries.

 

[Kanuut]

This post won't be very thematic, I'm going to give an overview of what happened and try to clear up some questions/issues.

Spoiler

The Rook peoples religious persuasion towards creation led them to improve upon many of their tools. One mans discovery of trapping fire led to a vast improvement on their cooking methods, which they teach to the Buaan traders in exchange for knowledge of their own. several decades later one of their priests claims he has received inspiration from the creator, none believe him at first as he has a poor reputation but this changes when he soon creates a method of holding rocks together with a paste made of ash.


Together with the growing number of Buaan boatsmen the two cultures create a boat which could be sailed at an angle to the wind, making it much easier to cross the channel, however it was not maneuverable enough to steer in inconsistent winds.


The Sengmyr caravan which settled in the north soon finds several places of power, one of which is a great waterfall pouring into a cave, a brave scout climbs down into this cave holding a small glowing rock, these rocks glow faintly in the darkness, not enough to light the surrounding area but easily seen throughout the dark hours, they were a gift from the local spirits, namely the 'Calignia' the night wanderer. WIth these sacred stones worn as amulets, the Sengmyr prospered in their new lands.


The colony of the Brutii began to settle, however the land is not tamed as it was in the homeland, (roll 1d5 for danger level), the strong must protect the new lands. The Etruscan shields however will aid them in this.


In the homeland, thanks to a mass effort by the people, irrigation trenches and other unsophisticated civil works are completed. Some clever farming families have improved the domestication of livestock but they jealousy guard their herds.


The Brutii are grateful for their peaceful solution with the Etruscan, as well as the knowledge of shields, in return they taught the Etruscan to create better spears.





Give me some feedback on everything in this spoiler please


I think we should try to find some more consistent guidelines for posting.


I'm going to say I'll post most days at about this time (give or take an hour or so) and will stick to this whenever I can, I may post more but I will try to not post less.


I will expect players to post at least once every 2 days


Most of you will not have to worry at all, but for the others this will form a cutoff point, I'll still be pretty flexible if you pm or post in OoC but if theres no warnings I'll treat it as you've left, until you state otherwise.


I've requested for an aditional IC tab, please use this for back-and-forths and post the outcome in the main thread.


Feel free to use the second IC tab for anything, if you want to write a super long story about something, its fine, if you want to go off on a tangent to the main thread, its fine, if you want to describe your cities or people or something, its fine.


This way we can keep the main IC tab on the overall progression, like it's mostly been.


There will be no guidelines for posting in the second IC tab, it's for things that you don't think fit in the main one, or back and forths or anything like that. Use it heaps or barely.

 

[Spacekitty]

The land is more savage than their homeland, but overall is not too inhospitable. The small local tribes, while hostile, keep to themselves for the most part. The construction of the villages goes smoothly and it is expected to be finished in a year or so.


The Elders gaze in awe at the trenches their people have done. While rudimentary and primitive, they are still an amazing sight. New farms are being created that will allow the cities to grow once more. All is well... Mostly


The Elders are shocked when they learn some greedy families have tamed livestock, yet have made this knowledge open to the tribe itself. For centuries, thousands of years even knowledge has flowed free in the tribe, no one hording anything other than hides and valuable rocks. This is shocking to the Elder. While not against the Tribes rules, it is certainly against Tribe tradition. After much debate on what to do, it is decided. They will ask the families to share the knowledge, and if they refuse, well, they didn't know what to do.


And so the Elders approached the families and asked. As expected by some, the families refused. Outraged, Elder Gladius spat at the head of the families feet and said


"For generations our people have sought to tame the wild beasts of the land as one people for the good of all people. But yet, when you tame them you keep the knowledge for yourselves? You are not true Brutii". The farmer, at first looks ashamed, but his shame quickly turns to rage. He demands the Elders leave his land, and even threaten the Elders (a high crime). At this, the Elders order warriors to arrest the family and squeeze the knowledge from them, but not to kill them.


Craftsman Domicies watches as two younglings attempts to launch a spear with a another stick, in some.sort of game. This gives him an idea. What if he can make a launcher for the spear? An extensions for your arm of sorts... He talks it over with other craftsman, who think it is a great idea. And so they dedicate their time to this invention.


Meanwhile, the stone masons of Christians Rock are tried of banging rocks with other rocks. The spear makers have tools yet they have only rocks. They need better tools. They begin experimenting with what rocks are best and what shapes are best. They even begin to shape rocks to fit certain tasks.


- attempt.to force greedy families to tell everyone how to tame livestock


- attempt to make atlatl


- attempt to make better stone working tools


In return for the Estrucians shields, they give them knowledge of throwing spears


The shields change the gladiatorial fights, making them more interesting. Outside of them the mock battles develop into large battles, where the combatants use primitive shield formations. While still unorganized, it is ever closer to a sport


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[general ostruppen]

Dionic and his Warriors were glad to be bestowed the throwing spear which actually gave Dionic an idea. He decided to return home and attempt another formation drill. After a three days he returned to the town to find a hit made of stone and wood. He was confused but found out that two of his best craftsman were behind it. It seemed somewhat stable but obviously needed more work. Dionic also asked if the two craftsman could somehow improve there shields.


The craftsman thought about and agreed to do so, they off to find something that can improve the shield.


-made a somewhat sturdy stone house


-got the throwing spears


-searching for materials to improve shield.

 

[AlphaDraco]

Agyei's Valley


Rorsch racked his brain for an idea. He needed to come up with something and quick. The deadline for his introduction ceremony for priesthood was coming up in a few weeks, and he had no idea what he should make. He paced back and forth in the area behind his house. He knew that introduces before him had created paintings on deer skin, or a way to make tools more efficient, but he didn't want to make a small contribution that would undeniably have his name lost to the halls of history. He needed something bigger, grander than anything he could come up with right now. Something that would have his name remembered for generations to come. Like Taurus, the man who created the ash paste. Or perhaps even Selmer, the founder of the oven. He just needed some inspiration, something to get him to think.


Then he stepped, and promptly got stuck, in a large patch of wet clay. Cursing out loud, he struggled to pull his foot out, only to fall backwards with a loud thump. "Darnnit! Why can't this stuff dry up already. It rained two days ago!" He got up and brushed himself off, looking at where his footprint was now embedded deep into the clay. That was just wonderful. Now when the clay dried, it would immortalize his blunder. He sighed before a nagging feeling started at the back of his skull. He was having an idea. Something about the clay. It being able to hold its shape and staying that way once it dried. And it dried due to the heat of the sun.


That's when the idea popped into his head. If he was able to dig up some clay, he could mold it into any shape he desired. Once done, he would place it in an oven and heat it up slowly. That way it would maintain its shape. He patted himself on the back and gave a prolonged thanks to Creator. He had surely blessed him on this day.

Spoiler

Pottery is being attempted.


Domestication of Ground Quail and Wolves is ongoing.

 

[Anaxial]

The scouting was done over several weeks, the Cha'Tima surviving off of quick raids on farms and foraging all the while remaining completely undetected. They accomplished this by ways similar to their Hunting tactics; only moving at night, using charcoal and mud to paint their bodies black and using the local foliage to cover their bodies. Under Mazatl's lead they dicovered that much had changed from the last Great Hunt. The prey on the other side of the Long Waters had grown not only in size, but in organization too. They wielded slabs of trees, much like you would use to build a wall but in their hands! These obstructions easily blocked attacks from the front but the Man-Hunter's were not discouraged. They took it as a way of the Sky-Fathers giving them a true challenge! Making the prey harder to hunt, made the Man-Hunters all that much better at hunting them. They witnessed two separate tribes, easily discernable from the ways the presented themselves, talking to one another. The language was alien and strange and the Man-Hunters couldn't understand a word of it, but the two tribes seemed to be sharing their equipment with one another! Having no sense of self-responsibility! If they wanted throwing spears, why not build them themselves! The wooden blocks were just the same! It was a shameful and cowardly display of desperation, many of the Man-Hunters jokingly discussed the people, they likely gave weapons to their children and housed them as well! What a malarky. The worst and most abominable thing the Man-Hunters saw was the tribes herding large four legged animals and raising them to be eaten! They ate ANIMALS, there was NO desire for a Great Hunt!


In any case, the two tribes had become more difficult prey for all intents and purposes but this would do nothing to hinder the Man-Hunters. Over the weeks of watching, they realized these two tribes were reliant on these four legged beasts and so Mazatl began his planning. It seemed the southern most tribe had smaller communities while the Northern most tribe would serve the greatest challenge for a Hunt! For the first time, Mazatl split the Great Hunt into two groups. The first was comprised of almost all the hunters, approximately 150 total while the second was a much smaller group led by a stalwart young huntress named Tochtli, an expert in the usage of the Sardinian dholes, on this night, the Hunt was on!


Mazatl took his larger group to the northern tribe, to one of the smaller villages they had found, waiting for the cover of night before the attack began. Like all Man-Hunter attacks, Mazatl waited within the trees and the thickest of foliage around the small Etruscan village, waited until almost everyone was long asleep in their beds and the pathways in the village were silent. Assuming that a Night Watch was posted due to the Etruscan warrior culture. The village was surrounded and the Man-Hunters prepared to catch anyone leaving or trying to enter the village, the Dholes set on high alert. Mazatl himself led the Hunters into the village, their skin stained black, their legs, arms and lower bodies covered in grass and leaves as they moved in slowly. Nearly 120 Hunters descended on the Village simultaneously and from all sides, announcing their presence with a few javelins thrown at anyone who was still awake and wandering the village. Followed by the silent charge and powerful slashes from their Macuahuitl, their strength nearly inhuman from the challenge they were given by the Sky Fathers!(increased strength bonus) Their attack, fast and brutal, and entirely silent aside from the dying gasps of those unfortunate few who were outside when the attack was initiated. The Hunters then began their assault on the houses and farms of the village, silently breaking into each and every house before throwing nets over their victims, tying them up with bolas,or restraining them by any means. Over the course of almost two hours the entire village was held hostage and gathered in the center, anyone who ran was killed, anyone who avoided capture and somehow escape was mauled the Man-Hunters and their sardinian dholes laying in wait outside the village, there was no escape and so... The culling began.


As for the fifty led by Huntress Tochtli? They attacked the southern tribe, attacked their sacrilegious animals, the four legged demons where killed without mercy by the Man-Hunters. Their tactic was similarly fast, similarly brutal. They waited for the cover of night and with their camouflage managed to sneak into some of the more Northern farms and attacked these herds of demons. Using their dholes to shepherd them into a rain of Javelins and then a charge of Macuahuitl wielding warriors. The Man-Hunters killed the Brutii's cattle to show them the error of their ways. Though these fifty hunters couldn't kill as many of the beasts as Mazatl would have liked, they attacked several small farmsteads and slaughtered many of the demons. These were strange times indeed, and the Man-Hunters would be challenged like no other time in their history.


"Blood and fear are the signature of Great Hunt... Cull the weak, devour the flesh of your lesser man and ascend to beasthood. Become the Hunter, become the Beast."~ The Sky Children relaying a message from the Sky Fathers.

 

[general ostruppen]

It was the start of a new day that brought terrible news to the Etruscans. News had spread through the nearby villages about the village to the east being taken as hostage in two days. When Dionic heard of the news he had shown nothing but a hatred face. He immedietly sent his Warriors of the bow to call upon the towns men and nearby village garrisons. More than 1500 Warriors had arrived, 1000 of them were the spearman while the rest were the bowmen. Dionic gave a speech that this attack will not be ignored, so he devised a plan. Each village would be stationed with 10 men of bows and 25 spear men. There were only three since the fourth was taken hostage. The town would have 100 Warriors of bows and 150 spear men. The rest would follow Dionic to attack the invaders.


At night the Warriors split into there assigned groups and kept themselves apart to escape from clusters. five groups were formed and each had 229 men, they had also equipped each man one throwing spear and a sharpened spear for melee. there plan was to have one group face the enemy and face them. They would attack when it was still day light. The village wasn't to far and so they managed to arrive before sunrise. The Warriors of the bow report that they were not there anymore which pissed Dionic off, he sent seven small arrow men to scout out them. Dionic after five hours of waiting finally received reports of the savages moving to another village. Luckily the village they were heading to was on top of a hill. Dionic knew that these Warriors would fight at night so he should be able to catch up to them before night fell. He knew these lands and he needed to stop them, he sent the men of bows to try hit and run tactics but to not kill them, just buy them time. The army marched to the village and less then 2 and a half hours they found a small little camp of the savages waiting for the damn night to fall. Dionic ordered two groups to head to the village while the rest stayed. Dionic and his group would be the first to taste blood. The group formed a long shield wall, about 13x17, they crouched down and used the terrain to hide themselves. Once they got in range, they would use there throwing spears and attack as one.


@Anaxial


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[Lord Bradorian]

"Hold the line! Cease march!" Yelled General Sergei. The General Sat upon the back of a unsaddled horse, barking orders to his Army. They had been fighting for days, clearing out a in-land village, burning farms, destroying roaming bands of the scattered Latchets Militsty, but here,where the Mountains were high and rivers were deep, they faced a true threat. Hundreds of Latchets had come to challenge the 2,000 Buaan Invaders, and the battle was fierce. (1 - 4 Latchets Victory, 5 - 9 Buaan Victory)


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[Lord Bradorian]

The Army of Buaan stands strong, and after weeks of fighting, are able to either kill or send fleeing nearly five hundred Latchets. This was the decisive Battle of the War, and the Buaan knew it. With the thought that there was no way they could lose, their marched forth into the unknown, for The City of Buaan. For the Chief of Tontaiitt.


Back in the Homeland, trade with the Rooks continued to be prosperous, and research into Farming continues at a steady pace.

 

[Anaxial]

The Cha'Tima Man-Hunters were masters of stealth, they snuck up on the enemy... They were not snuck up on! While the Etruscan bowmen were scouting around for the Man-Hunters, the loyal Sardinian Dholes were on high alert, their heightened canine senses alerted the Man-Hunters of the Etruscan scouts long before the scouts found the Man-Hunters. Rather than fleeing, Mazatl in his lust for the Hunt devised a plan...


(I trust you not to metagame so I'll explain the whole plan here to avoid being called a cheater later)


First off, the Man-Hunters completely concealed themselves, they BECAME the environment, hiding in bushes and trees and remaining still as shadows. The Bowmen of the Etruscan did indeed spot a few of the Man-Hunters, herding the captured villagers towards the shores of the Etruscan Long Waters. When the bowmen reported back, they would report about 100 of the Man-Hunters and Dionics was hard on their trail. Mazatl was not shaken by these people, their hunt was weak, their people plump for eating, their flesh would fuel the next step in Beasthood. The Hunters set up camp and promptly began dressing the Villagers as Man-Hunters. Staining their skin with Charcoal, they wouldn't be recognized by the Dionic or his Hunters. They were dressed in similar tribal garb, their former clothes torn away and burned in the fires that fueled the light that Dionic used to descend upon the Man-Hunters. After the disguises were placed on the villagers, the Man-Hunters retreated into the woods and buried themselves in the mud, their dholes hiding in the brush nearby the Hunters just as silent, just as impossible to detect.


When Dionic's attacked the imposter hunters so brutally, without investigation his spears surely ran true and impaled the imposter hunters. When Dionics ran his soldiers into the camp they found all the 'Hunters' had their hands and legs bound, their tongues removed and mouths gagged, they couldn't escape and couldn't make a sound. Dionic had ran right into the trap and before his soldiers could even stand from investigating the bodies, the Man-Hunters hurled their own rain of Javelins! Thrown with the strength of TWO men (strength bonus from the Gods!) coupled with the use of throwing straps made the Javelins deadly accurate, thrown from afar; Dionic and his soldiers wouldn't even see the Man-Hunters throwing them. The Man-hunters threw two volleys of javelins at the ill prepared soldiers, thrown at them from all sides their shields would do little to stop the javelins being thrown with such force.


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Meanwhile, back in Cha' Chu A'Ur the Sky Children communed with the Sky Fathers, Child Zelma leading the commune. All of the Children were ghost white, their eyes black as night and their hair and skin oddly perfect for their diet of human flesh. Their hands ended in sharpened fingernails, to simulate the claws of their future beast forms and their teeth sharpened as well. All the Sky Children were naked as the day they were born and huddled around a small alter that rested on top of Cha' Chu A'Ur and prostrated before it.


"Sky Fathers... We have done as you asked... Led many Great Hunts, feasted on the flesh of men!" Zelma called out, though she was on her knees, she raised her hands to the sky. "How much more do you ask of us before we begin our ascension Sky Fathers? When can we become the true Hunters of this world?!" She begged the Sky Fathers for an answer, a show of their power! Would they be granted the Beasthood they so viciously desired, or would they have to continue waiting and feasting, stalking for the day they would finally transform?


The Cha'Tima people however, remained the way they were, several classes of young ones were taught on top of the smaller Ziggurats surrounding Cha' Chu A'Ur and many more waddle and daub huts had been constructed. With their knowledge of masonry, a Long House was built with a tightly woven grass top to serve as an Alter to the Sky Fathers and an area for the Cha'Tima people to gather to feast upon the spoils of the next Great Hunt! They further developed their mastery in ambushing, stealth, and more importantly; live captures! They made a breakthrough when one of the Cha'Tima was bitten by a certain spider that inhabited the Island, the person was put into a half-life. Their body still and motionless while their heart still beat! These spiders soon were gathered in mass and the Man-Hunters began thinking of ways to use them as weapons. They weaved thin grass balls and filled the balls with 5-7 of the spiders, with enough force the balls could be thrown and explode, covering the person and the people next to them in the spiders. This weapon would be useful for capturing those who fled, or those who fought!


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[general ostruppen]

Dionic as he approached the fallen enemy had come to relize that it was all a ruse. He quickly realized his mistake and before he knew it was attacked by his own Javelinas about 36 men were caught in the hail of Javelinas but most of them were Warriors of the bow. The spear men were protected by there shield but some were unlucky. Dionic and his men were furious that these men fought with a cowards tactic, they come to there land and pillage, they come and eat there people!!! With his remaining 200 men he yelled out, "Form turtle!!" The men quickly formed a square formation and there spears poking out, they had formed the same formation but it was thicker. They knew where the enemy was and now they were ready this time. No more hiding no more running. "Creator give me and my men strength, against those who defy you and your people." With that they marched forward and as they got closer they pulled out a second batch of Javelinas and with there strength they threw.


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They marched forward and as soon as they got in range they charged the enemy with there shield wall and started thrusting there spears.

 

[Anaxial]

After the hail of Javelins, Dionics would have little time to react or form his Turtle formation as with the loud pierce of a whistle a massive pack of Sardinian dholes came charging in at the Etruscan formation! When the Javelins had been thrown, the dholes came next! Vicious, rabid, and small enough to evade the thrust of a spear easily, the Man-Hunter beasts charged the Etruscan formation and further disorganized them, running right between the legs of the soldiers and ripping their legs they split the survivors of the Javelin attack apart and tackled those who became too segregated before ripping out their throats. This was nothing the Man-Hunters could train their dogs to do, this was simply the Dogs own instinct of the hunt, similar how the dholes would split a tight formation of stag, or cattle, they split these men apart and picked them off. However the dholes were no match when face-to-face with the soldiers. Many of the dogs were killed in the fighting but in the confusion, the Man-Hunters descended!


When the Man-Hunters arrived, they concentrated more on getting too close for the spears to be useful, disarming the Etruscan with a quick slash of a Macuahuitl before tossing a net over him and throwing him to the ground. The Hunt was bountiful and Prey formidable! Mazatl led the charge and was the apparent leader of the Man-Hunters, his headdress adorned in human skulls and various leaves while his Spear was sharper and adorned with feathers. The Man-Hunters were twice as strong as the Etruscans and even with the lack of shields, their fast attack and immense strength served them well and many Man-Hunters wrenched the shields from the Etruscan's hands before tackling the men to disarm and capture them!


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[general ostruppen]

Dionic was suprised at the savages determination and knew he needed more men, he quickly looked behind him and signaled the Warriors of archers to fire a arrow to the small group outside. The warrior of the bow sent a couple of arrows down the hill to make sure his message got through. The small group outside understood and went to retrieve his other groups. Meanwhile Dionics me. We're barely holding there lines and he had to do something fast. He then eventually managed to reorganize his troops and then yelled, "PUSH!!"


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With a might roar as one the Warriors managed to repel some of the attacks and pushed and pierced there foes. They continued to do so and Dionic joined in there Warriors chance. The tide had turned, and they charged again.


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[Anaxial]

Their push would go unanswered as would their call for help, Dionics was surrounded and the Man-Hunters controlled the areas outside of their faux camp. Their warriors of the bow would meet a similarly deadly fate when the Man-Hunters dogs rushed them and were quickly torn apart without weapons to defend themselves. Dionics would receive no reinforcements!


As for the battle at hand, they were putting up a considerable fight several of the initial chargers were impaled on the Etruscan spears but the inhuman strength of Mazatl and his Man-Hunters proved to stop the formation from reforming. The Man-Hunters crashed against their shields and their immense strength toppled the soldiers they rammed, on the ground their spears were useless and those who continued to struggle where quickly dispatched with the swift swing of a Macuahuitl.


To further disrupt the formation, Dionics and his men were hit with a flurry of Bolas, their shields were useless against the weapons as their legs were swiftly wrapped tightly by the thrown weapon and then the soldier was thrown to the ground. To finish off the Etruscan fighters, nets where thrown over the few who still fought and using their increased strength the Man-Hunters dragged them to their asses.


Several of those captured were tackled by Man-Hunters who proceeded to tear at their throats with their own teeth! Dionics and his men saw the brutality of the Cha'Tima Man-Hunters and would learn that further struggle would only have them die screaming into the afterlife!


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[general ostruppen]

Dionic realized that continuing the battle was beginning to become a slaughter fest. He received a cut to the cheek and his blood was boiling with rage.They had only killed maybe 25-30 of them while they lost over 60-70 men already. Dionic yelled his forces to form a turtle formation but to also give the enemy one last taste of there spears.


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The soldiers managed to pick off some kills but not get many and the nearby soldiers formed a square formation. There plan was to ram through the carnage, any soldier that was not in the formation was good as dead, and Dionic felt terrible to leave anyone but he had no choice.


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The ram seemed to have worked as there turtle like she'll couldn't be penetrated. They crouched down to avoid any nets getting at there feet and shields over there heads from any projectiles. Some of the savages were caught under there trample and they were dtabbed on the way. Dionic hoped that his scouts made it in time.


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(Roll a 1d100 to see if your guys capture them.)

 

[Anaxial]

Dionic's orders fell on deaf ears as the Man-Hunters were already mixed in with the Etruscan formation. Luckily for Dionics and his men, it seemed they had been taking more prisoners than they had been killing. It wasn't long before all the remained were Etruscan soldiers lining the camp with their arms bound behind their backs, the rope going under the neck so if they struggled or tried to get free, they would choke themselves with the rope.


Dionics himself met the swift attacks of the Man-Hunters and quickly had his legs bound with a Bola and a net thrown over him, dragging him away from those Etruscans who still fought. To prevent them from chasing them, several Man-Hunters returned to the fray and broke apart their grouping further. For all intents and purposes the battle was over.


In the end of all things, the Man-Hunters had lost almost 60 dholes in the fray, the Man-Hunters who they called companions grieved their lost dogs and butchered a Wounded or dead Etruscan over the corpse, soaking it in blood to allow it beasthood in the next life. It seems almost 50 of the Man-Hunters were killed as well, though the number seemed small in a force of only 150 it was significant.


Huntress Tochtli had returned at this time, having spotted the large force the Etruscan had brought she used the stealth of her people to use hit and run tactics to misdirect them and allow the Hunters to sneak past. Rejoining the main force she approached Mazatl as he quickly reorganized his Man-Hunters to move out.


"Mazatl! Whas hat hallanag ha'a? Tha ru'atst a'a saanung ghush shata ts'anga't Hiansa't!" She said rushing up to the leader of the Man-Hunters. Mazatl gave her a wide grin and extended an arm to the captured Etruscans.


"Thau' gha''uu't assathkag iat, ftias sha G'aas Hians ta''at iat ghaftft!" He said looking directly at Dionics, Mazatl made eye contact and grinned, his teeth still had bits of flesh on them from where he bit out the throat of a struggling Etruscan. Mazatl pointed at him and looked back at Tochtli "I ftaftua'a gha thalsia'ag a ftaaga' ur tu'st, gha niats nu'a ghiauthkftx ftaru'a shax s'x su 'atthiaa hun."


From there, the Man-Hunters gathered their new captures, leaving their equipment behind. All the dead were left behind as well, any who were too wounded to walk were also left behind, they would be the bearers of bad news when Dionics forces found nothing but a slaughter. This time, the Man-Hunters moved much faster, with their ambush still unannounced to the rest of the Etruscan forces, they would have at least several hours head start and were moving at almost a full run the entire time. The endurance of the Man-Hunters proved too great for several Etruscans who fell out of line and were promptly killed.


Those who survived, soon found themselves being dragged onto the beach, hidden behind rocks and foliage was the Man-Hunters great Long Boats, Mazatl herded the captures into the boats and kept Man-Hunter guards on all of them, including several dholes who watched from the front, growling at the men with hunger in their eyes. The Man-Hunters tightened the Captured Etruscan's binds and paced back and forth, ensuring none of them could escape and cause problems. Just as fast as they came, the Man-Hunters were off, rowing back across the Long Waters to return to Cha' Chu A'Ur.


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[general ostruppen]

Dionic's orders fell on deaf ears as the Man-Hunters were already mixed in with the Etruscan formation. Luckily for Dionics and his men, it seemed they had been taking more prisoners than they had been killing. It wasn't long before all the remained were Etruscan soldiers lining the camp with their arms bound behind their backs, the rope going under the neck so if they struggled or tried to get free, they would choke themselves with the rope.
Dionics himself met the swift attacks of the Man-Hunters and quickly had his legs bound with a Bola and a net thrown over him, dragging him away from those Etruscans who still fought. To prevent them from chasing them, several Man-Hunters returned to the fray and broke apart their grouping further. For all intents and purposes the battle was over.


In the end of all things, the Man-Hunters had lost almost 60 dholes in the fray, the Man-Hunters who they called companions grieved their lost dogs and butchered a Wounded or dead Etruscan over the corpse, soaking it in blood to allow it beasthood in the next life. It seems almost 50 of the Man-Hunters were killed as well, though the number seemed small in a force of only 150 it was significant.


Huntress Tochtli had returned at this time, having spotted the large force the Etruscan had brought she used the stealth of her people to use hit and run tactics to misdirect them and allow the Hunters to sneak past. Rejoining the main force she approached Mazatl as he quickly reorganized his Man-Hunters to move out.


"Mazatl! Whas hat hallanag ha'a? Tha ru'atst a'a saanung ghush shata ts'anga't Hiansa't!" She said rushing up to the leader of the Man-Hunters. Mazatl gave her a wide grin and extended an arm to the captured Etruscans.


"Thau' gha''uu't assathkag iat, ftias sha G'aas Hians ta''at iat ghaftft!" He said looking directly at Dionics, Mazatl made eye contact and grinned, his teeth still had bits of flesh on them from where he bit out the throat of a struggling Etruscan. Mazatl pointed at him and looked back at Tochtli "I ftaftua'a gha thalsia'ag a ftaaga' ur tu'st, gha niats nu'a ghiauthkftx ftaru'a shax s'x su 'atthiaa hun."


From there, the Man-Hunters gathered their new captures, leaving their equipment behind. All the dead were left behind as well, any who were too wounded to walk were also left behind, they would be the bearers of bad news when Dionics forces found nothing but a slaughter. This time, the Man-Hunters moved much faster, with their ambush still unannounced to the rest of the Etruscan forces, they would have at least several hours head start and were moving at almost a full run the entire time. The endurance of the Man-Hunters proved too great for several Etruscans who fell out of line and were promptly killed.


Those who survived, soon found themselves being dragged onto the beach, hidden behind rocks and foliage was the Man-Hunters great Long Boats, Mazatl herded the captures into the boats and kept Man-Hunter guards on all of them, including several dholes who watched from the front, growling at the men with hunger in their eyes. The Man-Hunters tightened the Captured Etruscan's binds and paced back and forth, ensuring none of them could escape and cause problems. Just as fast as they came, the Man-Hunters were off, rowing back across the Long Waters to return to Cha' Chu A'Ur.

Dionic's orders fell on deaf ears as the Man-Hunters were already mixed in with the Etruscan formation. Luckily for Dionics and his men, it seemed they had been taking more prisoners than they had been killing. It wasn't long before all the remained were Etruscan soldiers lining the camp with their arms bound behind their backs, the rope going under the neck so if they struggled or tried to get free, they would choke themselves with the rope.
Dionics himself met the swift attacks of the Man-Hunters and quickly had his legs bound with a Bola and a net thrown over him, dragging him away from those Etruscans who still fought. To prevent them from chasing them, several Man-Hunters returned to the fray and broke apart their grouping further. For all intents and purposes the battle was over.


In the end of all things, the Man-Hunters had lost almost 60 dholes in the fray, the Man-Hunters who they called companions grieved their lost dogs and butchered a Wounded or dead Etruscan over the corpse, soaking it in blood to allow it beasthood in the next life. It seems almost 50 of the Man-Hunters were killed as well, though the number seemed small in a force of only 150 it was significant.


Huntress Tochtli had returned at this time, having spotted the large force the Etruscan had brought she used the stealth of her people to use hit and run tactics to misdirect them and allow the Hunters to sneak past. Rejoining the main force she approached Mazatl as he quickly reorganized his Man-Hunters to move out.


"Mazatl! Whas hat hallanag ha'a? Tha ru'atst a'a saanung ghush shata ts'anga't Hiansa't!" She said rushing up to the leader of the Man-Hunters. Mazatl gave her a wide grin and extended an arm to the captured Etruscans.


"Thau' gha''uu't assathkag iat, ftias sha G'aas Hians ta''at iat ghaftft!" He said looking directly at Dionics, Mazatl made eye contact and grinned, his teeth still had bits of flesh on them from where he bit out the throat of a struggling Etruscan. Mazatl pointed at him and looked back at Tochtli "I ftaftua'a gha thalsia'ag a ftaaga' ur tu'st, gha niats nu'a ghiauthkftx ftaru'a shax s'x su 'atthiaa hun."


From there, the Man-Hunters gathered their new captures, leaving their equipment behind. All the dead were left behind as well, any who were too wounded to walk were also left behind, they would be the bearers of bad news when Dionics forces found nothing but a slaughter. This time, the Man-Hunters moved much faster, with their ambush still unannounced to the rest of the Etruscan forces, they would have at least several hours head start and were moving at almost a full run the entire time. The endurance of the Man-Hunters proved too great for several Etruscans who fell out of line and were promptly killed.


Those who survived, soon found themselves being dragged onto the beach, hidden behind rocks and foliage was the Man-Hunters great Long Boats, Mazatl herded the captures into the boats and kept Man-Hunter guards on all of them, including several dholes who watched from the front, growling at the men with hunger in their eyes. The Man-Hunters tightened the Captured Etruscan's binds and paced back and forth, ensuring none of them could escape and cause problems. Just as fast as they came, the Man-Hunters were off, rowing back across the Long Waters to return to Cha' Chu A'Ur.

Ok hold up you haven't even rolled for anything.

 

[Anaxial]

[QUOTE="general ostruppen]Ok hold up you haven't even rolled for anything.

[/QUOTE]
Rolled 65, got you there man. Sorry about that, forgot to roll after the post.

 

[general ostruppen]

Alright but you still have to get past the other four groups outside. There not to far and you will have to either roll for escape at night or attack head on. If you get caught you will face no escape but we shall see.

 

[Anaxial]

[QUOTE="general ostruppen]Alright but you still have to get past the other four groups outside. There not to far and you will have to either roll for escape at night or attack head on. If you get caught you will face no escape but we shall see.

[/QUOTE]
I rolled for escape, 48 which is just below average. That's why I said you could chase them but I think its fair that i still escape on the ships.


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