Thread: The General and the Warchief ( Boudicca x Parker Lawson)

RE The General and the Warchief As soon as the sun went down the ground would start shaking as if there was an earthquake. A huge army could be seen over the horizon, walking towards the fort instead of charging. They all seemed to wear little to no armour, however they all seemed to carry reinforced tower shields, at least that's what they all looked like from the distance. The figure in front of the army stopped and raised her sword, which looked strangely Chelish in design. This figure revealed itself to be that of a female as she did, for she stood out in front of an army full of men. As her sword was raised suddenly the whole army came into a halt, displaying an enormous amount of discipline from barbaric peoples from the get go, especially from the Beorei kind. Her and her army were positioned to be further from the average shooting distance, but they were still hittable. The army stood in parallel with the town in front of it, stretching wide across. The end of the army was lost behind the horizon, and chances were that there were even more of them from where the eye couldn't see. There had to be hundreds and thousands of them, all mobilized to assault this town. What was perhaps even more shocking than their terrifying numbers however was the fact that they seemed to have 25 Ballistas with them, all appeared to be of the latest Chelish design, those that weren't implemented due to a lack of resources. The Ballistas were all covered in tower shields similar to those that the army was wearing, they made it extremely difficult to even see to the Ballista itself. The woman in front of the army started shouting in a foreign language- Ahn phail mor a cyuwfed! Mor a ywn! Mor a fywn! Her voice was extremely loud as it echoed all across the area, most likely being somewhat shocking due to her lacking in size in comparison to the rest of the army of muscled brutes. When she yelled she sounded fierce an extremely enraged. Her sword was still up in the air. ''Mor a fywn!'' Her army replied in an extremely loud manner. It was in fact so loud that someone in the town would most likely feel as if someone standing next to them was shouting. Right after they all yelled however would they cover their bodies with their tower shields, the entire army suddenly looking like a bunch of traditional Borei paintings, those of which were painted on their shields. Each and every one of them. After a few seconds of pause, the female voice could be heard again, her yells echoing. Woa manaw yns myswoa! Yns a mor fywn! Mor syeach! It wouldn't take a second for the army to respond by yelling Mor syeach! Before the ballistas suddenly fired up into the air, but not giant arrows like one might've projected. They started launching corpses. Dead generals, soldiers, citizens, all of the Chelish kind would rain over the city, most of their bodies further shattering up in the air. Blood would splatter all across the corners of the town. Guts strewn. Some of the dead long gone, some fresh from the battle. The leader would repeat her chant, and everytime she did her army would respond with the same line, and everytime they did they'd launch another wave of the corpses.