[M] IC Wars of Succession

[Emperor Tiberiu]

Feolan and Leia's Party
As the two rode down towards the black forest end, they could see faint traces of light in the distance. A camp, but not just any camp. It was a Soinian camp, you could tell by the 10 or so soldiers walking around in patrols. But just as they made that discovery they made another, 15 to 20 black figures rushed out the from the south where the black marsh met the black Forrest. They were large in height and build, and carried wickedly bent and crude weapons...ORCS!

Lucine's Party
The camps southern perimeter had been disturbed, A guard was laying dead on the ground. Blood pooled around his head from a huge gash. A giant grey figure about 7 feet in height loomed over him with a war club mad of bent steel. He was an orc of the the Eastern Isles, covered head to toe in warpaint the orc yelled a war cry and instantly a group of 15-20 orcs much like him rushed into the camp. They have come for plunder, but more importantly blood.

[Emperor Tiberiu]

Orcs

[Rha'az]

Leonhardt, the last of his tribe rode to a hill nearby by himself. It was to inspect how many men of the kingdom of Aldiwyr's patrol. He looked at them with his anger as he suspects that their kingdom was the one who nearly destroyed his tribe. Nearly destroyed. He asked one his men to blow the horn as loudly as he could. The loud sound filled the cold, Nordic air sowing fear into the patrol's forces of 120 men. Leonhardt's men were on the hills, most are on cavalry. "CHARGE!! FOR ODIN!!" He charged in, his men followed as well, saying the same warcry as Leonhardt's "FOR ODIN!"

Leonhardt killed one of them with his weapon as soon as he break through their lines. They fought for hours, finally won the small battle.

[Emperor Tiberiu]

Leonhardt
Satisfied with the battle won the various Nordic horsemen, picked through the bodies of the dead soldiers for loot. Odin would be pleased with this offering. Hogarth a giant man with thick moustaches , rode up to Leonhardt. "Leonhardt there is a town not to far south of here. They have high walls but no guards, and the manor the town belongs to is very far away. " Hogarth continued "We could sack the village and escape before their men arrive. What say you?" Hogarth finally asked bowing his head in respect to the raiding parties cheiftan.

[Cfavano]

"Bollocks." John said, looking through a spyglass at the heraldry displayed above the camp. He motions to his lieutenant, "Have the men ready to fight if necessary, have their pistols on half-cock. Tie a white piece of cloth to one of the lances and raise it up, and keep the silly girl from getting herself killed. Away." These orders given, they were carried out and the most elite of the guard formed into a spearhead formation, with John being at the tip and holding the lance with the white flag of peace up into the air. Another guard would Stay by Melody and keep her out of direct line of sight.

[Emperor Tiberiu]

John, and Melody's Party
Suriel rode up towards a hill overlooking the enemy, he and his group of knights had assembled in a straight line opposing them. "hmmm whats this?" Suriel said aloud. The enemy had formed up in spear head formation, "Ahh this one has spirit" Suriel said to his lieutenant. "Aye sir, he appears to be seeking terms" the lieutenant observed. Suriels forces outnumbered the enemy however he saw the platinum armor of the riders gleam in the light. They were the princes mounted guard extremely dangerous. This annoyed Suriel, because now he had to rethink his strategy. "Split the men and send a detachment east of this location" He said to the lieutenant. "Aye,sir" the lieutenant snapped and rode to complete his task. If Suriel couldn't beat the horsemen head on he'd smash their rear like a hammer on a anvil. Hopefully it wouldn't come to this, the man wanted to talk peace and so despite his better judgement Suriel would talk peace. By the time his lieutenant returned the man was about 40 feet away, and instantly he recognized the face of John marshal. "Halt John Marshal, what business do you have in my country?"

[Cfavano]

John grimaced at who greeted him. Of course, Suriel had to come and meet him himself. The boy was always so arrogant, which is what lead to their first fight, which left Suriel horseless and wounded, but very much alive. He didn't seem to have matured much at all since then. "I am not here to fight, Suriel, not today. I am delivering a diplomat to treat with your Father. We come peacefully, and ask only to be let through. After we're done, we will leave. That is all." John said, handing the lance off to another rider. "Would you be so kind as to let us pass?"

[Emperor Tiberiu]

John, and Melody's Party
"Then bring forth the diplomat" Suriel said inquisitively. "If such a person really exists" He paused, partially for dramatic effect partial to read the mans intentions. "If you speak truth I shall escort the diplomat, personally to my father" He paused again "You and your party of soldiers however cannot be allowed to stay" he said plainly. He placed his hand on his sword handle gently, implying the use of force if necessary.

[Derpnaster]

Melody simply watched and kept silent as her rather brash protector rode up the the front of the company and for the first time since she'd met him did not attack first and instead just wanted to pass through, something she found unusual.

However her thoughts were distracted when she heard the voice of what she assumed was the man leading the camp ordering the diplomat be brought forth.
Melody decided to oblige the man and with a quick flick of her reins the company split apart to let her and her horse through to speak.

Melody rode out to about halfway between the two parties and stopped.
"My name is Melody my lord, I have been sent at the behest of the Prince to negotiate peace between our lands and forces. If you are an honorable man as I believe you to be, then I shall ride with you to the Count."
Melody said just loud enough for both leaders to hear. She did not however, move from her spot. Nor would she until both sides stood down and departed in peace.

[Cfavano]

"Alright then. We move!" At his command, John and all of his men leave Melody and her belongings behind. They trot off to the distance, back across the border (which isn't very far), and there they begin setting up camp. "Should we have just left her there?" Asks one of the more junior guards. "Well, you heard her, she thinks she can do it by herself, so, let her have at it." He says. "Make sure the men are ready to move at a moment's notice," he finishes. "Aye, sir!" The man responds, and walks off.