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Karthan Phyramere, the son of Lord Zenmaru, looked at the ceiling of the room he was in. He was in the inn of Vinnad and was.. bored. He had been sent up north to talk with the mayor of Vinnad but the aged fool had forgotten to schedule him. So he had to wait a week before meeting the mayor.

.. One whole week of waiting for an old fart. "Blagh," the teenager muttered, as his eyes turned to the nearby window.

A knock came to Karthan's door. He slid off his bed and walked to the wooden frame and opened it to be greeted by a Sanderfall royal messenger. He took the letter that was given to him and quickly read it. He nodded to the messenger and the man was off running back to the young prince's father.

Whatever over took the Reik had to be fast if only one Reik was able to get to his father. So that meant that the beings would most likely attacked one of the neighbouring fishing villages or Vinnad soon. Prince Karthan felt the handles of his two brightmetal* swords as he thought about the needed actions to take.

He rushed to the nearby barracks and gathered th- the bells of the mining town then rang. They rang loud and hard. A guard on one of the walls had spotted a small army outside Vinnad's thick gates, and had rang the alarm. The soldiers he had gathered soon were commandeered by the town's captain and taken to the walls of Vinnad.

The prince followed the gathering forces and was at the wall blocking the mining town and the wilderness within a moment of walking. His feet touched down on the top of the walls and his eyes looked on at the gathered crew of Reiks, warriors, and thrashed corpses. Karthan suddenly knew what the letter was telling him about. His hands wove tightly around the brightmetal swords' hilts on his belt.

[*Brightmetal: metal blessed by both Calsifer and Angstrom.]

".. We outnumber them, Captain," a recruit said. Karthan's ears piqued at this comment and turned to look at Vinnad's commander. "They seem to only have thirty or so armed fighters, too. All two-hundred of our men are well armoured and armed, so destroying them would be easy."

The Captain frowned at the young recruit's points. "They have the advantage, sonnie. Firstly, they may have reinforcements from beyond the forest's edge. They also seem to have.." His eyes went over to the group of ill-organized persons beyond the wall. The man's eyes focused on the black cloaked man. ".. a priest of some sort. Where priests are there are normally gods."

Karthan interceded right then and there and gathered the adamant stares of the nearby troops. "They're Tom de Blade's men. They are also impervious to damage and seem to be the work of some being's magick. My father--our king--has already alerted me to this thread in a letter." He pulled the letter from his pocket and handed it to the elderly soldier.

The Captain breezed through the letter quickly and handed it back to the prince. "I'd prefer to have to never fight the gods.. Angstrom help us." All the soldiers, and the Captain, made the holy sign of Angstrom. Karthan, too, made the holy symbol. ".. Soldier," the Captain began, " Go get the black smiths and wood cutters in the market place to gather their supplies. Have then come here within the hour. We must strike at them soon and try to root them from our noble city!" With that order the soldier that the Captain had ordered ran off toward the town's centre.

He turned back to Karthan and frowned at the Prince. "Prince. This is no place for you. Go back to the inn and wait for your meeting with the Mayor."

"... No, loyal Captain. I am Phyramere Karthan, first prince of all of Sanderfall. I have been trained by both my father and Ikkuku Razorblade in the way of war and in one on one combat. I can take on any denizen sent to me by fate, luck, or the gods." His hand went to the red leather hilts on his belt. "I will gladly die for any person in the kingd. Just like my father I will protect these lands from the darkness."

After three days of labor, the tunnels collapsed in a mighty crack!
Shattering the tunnels and closing off their last escape. a few of the reiks had died their final death in the tunnels, but what were they to Tom the blade?
Three days, and no other supplies had come via caravan. a few travelers, but they were slain and quickly joined Tom's ranks.
And now, with no routes of escape, and all possible paths sealed, Vinnad's doom was sealed. in more time, the people would die, and the walls would go unmanned. no matter the gardens they had, once they exhausted theri meager stocks of food and cleansed the gardens and small farmlands, they would die. and then...
Vinnad would be Tom's Strongpoint from which he would conquer Anthelos.

[.. I forgot the 1d100..]

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Several of the cannons blew, sending small fragments of wood out from their location. While quite a few of them exploded, there still remained a sizable chunk of the artillery behind the walls. Slightly shaken from the blasts the villagers and soldiers who were still capable move back to their posts. Others, who were wounded from the splinters, were soon seen by the female townspeople who had come to assist their husbands and brothers.

((Hmmm... Roll, my dice! Probably only gonna get a thirty... ):
EDIT- Damn!! 98! unlucky for you...))

Arrows whistled by, thudding into bodies, but doing almost nothing. The few unarmored ones withdrew arrows from their bodies and tossed them into a large pile. Tom laughed his ghastly, whistling laugh once more.
"You, You, and you. Go to the woods, find some springy saplings and animals. we make bows to bombard them with their own arrows."
The reiks had just begun tunneling as these orders were given.

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The reiks were excellent workers and fast learners. they were even better dead, as the dead needed no breaks. within two days they had seven tunnels deep underground, supported by beams and other supports. they were positioned directly underneath the walls, by the gates, and at the ends. Tom ordered the reiks out, and, gave the order to collapse it. While this was being done, he ordered the men, bows completed enough to stand up to a few shots, loosed two flights of arrows over Vinnad's walls.

A few moments later, with a mighty shriek of splitting wood and screeching stone, the tunnels collapsed.
The walls had been breached.

(Roll 100 to see how badly the arrow attack affected you. Beat the roll up there, divided in half as Im breaching the walls. so beat 49.)