Raven Hill (Open RP)

[Kaylim]

(Hello everyone! I'm new to the Open RP part of forums, but I wanted to start one. Everyone named in this story is actually a person in game. This story kinda details the fall of The Knight Watch, and Kaylim's exploits afterward. I really hope this spills over in-game and everyone has a good time with it. Btw, this battle actually happened in game.)

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With a grunt, Kaylim Greyhelm slammed his shield into the face of the troll, ending the
spell it was casting before it could do any real damage. Using the force of the shield bash as
leverage he caught the troll under the chin with his spiked mace, sending the troll up and over a
small tombstone nearby.

Looking quickly around, he saw that the battle at Raven Hill was going poorly for his
Knights. The Horde that had attacked this remote part of Darkshire were ruthless and more skilled
than The Knight Watch. Still, the Knights outnumbered the foe and had broke down into teams of
two to battle against the superior foe.

Seeing his brother Anthan and Atemi fighting a savage orc together, Kaylim looked
around to see who needed his help. It was then that he noticed his betrothed, Novalyne, in
mortal combat with the largest Tauren he'd ever seen.

Charging into the fray, Kaylim's sudden attack stunned the Tauren for a split second. Just
long enough for him to step in front of Novalyne, and allow her to finish her spell of healing. As the
tauren warrior came to his senses, he roared in frustration at being denied his victory. With a
mighty heave the tauren hefted his huge axe and attacked the two of them. The battle between
warrior and paladin versus tauren was brutal. The taurens attacks were almost undefendable.
Soon Kaylim's armor was beaten and battered, and blood from his many wounds covered it's
surface. Novalyne did not fair much better. With her two handed sword she worked around the
tauren's defense when she could, and healed the two of them when their wounds got too grievous.

Catching glimpses of the battle around him, Kaylim saw that the Knights now formed
a line of defense in front of the ill trained Alliance they had charged in to defend. That line was
now faltering. Fatigue marked the faces of his friends, and many wounds showed on them all.
It was just a matter of time before the onslaught of the attacking Horde brought the Knights down
and would spell the end for the young Alliance also.

Trying his best to rally his Knights, Kaylim yelled, "Hold the line Knights! Hold for Justice!"

It was at that moment that the tide of battle changed. For what ever reason, the young
Alliance that had stood back in fear and watched the Knights battle the Horde, now grabbed what
weapons they could and charged into the fray.

At the sound of the charging Alliance, Kaylim turned his head to see what was happening. Smiling
through his pain, he winked at Novalyne. This was always his sign to her that the day would be won.

With renewed vigor, he turned to finish off the tauren once, and for all. What happened next he
will never be able to recall. He remembers staggering backwards, unable to hear a thing as blood
poured from his head. As he stumbled backwards, he was soon covered in darkness.......

[Kaylim]

Kaylim awoke with a start.

Quickly, he realized he was lying in a bed. His ribs and head throbbed as he sat up slowly and looked around. He found himself in a small one room cottage. The smell of cooking meat filled the room. But the place seemed to be empty except for himself.

Raising his right arm, he found fresh bandages around his ribs and covering his head. On a chest ,at the foot of the bed, he saw his armour stacked neatly, and his mace and shield nearby.

Using the blankets to cover himself, he swung his legs over and stood beside the bed. Instantly, a wave of vertigo hit him, almost bringing him
to his knees.

"I don't think I would try getting out of bed just yet warrior." The female voice came from the now open doorway.......

(edited because of lack of sleep...)

[Atemi]

Wiping the blood off of his forehead proved a futile effort, the battle was long and the strings on Atemi's bow had long began slicing into his fingers. Ignoring the pain shooting through his hands and shoulder Atemi notched two arrows onto his bow string and let them fly. The Orc he and Anathan were entangled with was far more experienced and had been easily avoiding his arrows. By firing multiple shots Atemi was able to find a seam in the Orc's defense and slow his relentless attack on his comrades.

Looking over his shoulder Atemi noticed the abandoned houses of Raven Hill weren't very far off and would make excellent cover while he let loose a barrage of arrows into the horde invaders. Running in a slow curving arc towards the house through the sickly grass and gnarled trees Atemi noticed Kaylim and Novalyne having trouble with an overly large Tauren. Diving into the house Atemi fired off a shot in the direction of the Taruen...although he was unsure if the arrow actually met its target, that didn't matter though, the battle was going from bad to worse and their defeat seemed all but written in stone.

The battle raged on, the sickly green tint of Raven Hill was now red with blood and all of the remaining combatants were weary and broken. While tending to his loyal companion Silent Fang, Atemi heard Kaylim Shout with a renewed vigor that seemed to infuse all who heard it with just enough strength to push forward and halt the advancing Horde. The Final battle for Raven Hill began with that shout, and not long after Atemi witnessed Kaylim receive a vicious blow to the mid section that sent him tumbling into the nearby cemetery. As much as he wanted to Atemi could not go to his brother in arms, one mistake at this point could mean the lives of many young Knights. Those who were counted among the living needed his bow more than Kaylim did at the moment...