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Date Posted: 23:56:13 01/16/05 Sun glance sliding over the many parts that made up his army and held it together Theo shifts upon his steed keeping him in check. flowing cloak whipping in the wind that grew stronger about them. clouds becoming darker. his featureless helm turning to survey up and down the lines of his men. the thunder of catapults still steady raining down upon the walls before them and the people within. flaming arrows the size of young trees being launched at the roof of the castle. arrows combating those of the men that now seemed to grace the crumbling wall of Rome. a order going out of the shielding men to raise the shields over their archers to keep any more from becoming victim to the hail of arrows that rained down on them as well. the battering rams and ladders remaining as they were for the moment as he waits out the first volley of arrows to move them once more. attention turning as his messenger approaches a nod given to her as he listens. his response as cold as usual though an excitement could be heard. we will need as many people as we can get..stand prepared for out full out attack, you will be at our side.. turning his head slightly to look at Kieran with a smirk we will need all the fine men we can infront and riding at my side. a compliment and answer in the same words as he reaches out to lay a hand on the males shoulder lightly. Ians pacing taking in attention once more as he releases the other to urge his stallion forward and to the males side. work along the lines hand out encouragement. seeing he needed something to do with the slow time before true fighting broke out. turning about once more to settle near the spot he had left to continue in his directions as he listened to his General also yelling out orders. a great team they made one sure to beat the kingdom before them. bring the his stallion into a rear Theo yells out to all his mean echoing the words victory over and over with a strong accent rich voice. pools glimmering with his courage as he attempts to spread it through the ranks of his men. the cub unseen at the great feet of his stallion, figuring morrer had left on business of his own. the feel of one of his men taking to the blade drawing his sharp focus a growl leaving his lips. eyes of brilliant blue moving to rest upon the male that moved among them. silent yet evil energy radiating from Theo's glance and very being. featureless helm staring directly into the lone males face with a fury that matched none other about him. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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