Islander - Woodlander War

[RazorClaw]

 Actually, Pikepaw, you could, say, ask someone else to join you? Or, perhaps, get more troops so you equaled us?

[Deathclaw]

 OOC: True.

As the better part Bluddwar's supporters were down, the war was drawing to an end... hopefully. Deathclaw now owned half the woodlands, and figured it was probable that there was one central location for Bluddwar's last stand, somewhere out there. Seven scouts were sent out, an hour apart, to find this location.

[Pikepaw]

 

Actually, Pikepaw, you could, say, ask someone else to join you? Or, perhaps, get more troops so you equaled us?

OOC:  As you can see RazorClaw, I have done your second piece of advice and I called a friend to help me (a friend on here, not in the real world).

The bird now had a huge army.  Escaping woodlanders had come to join him and creatures from the northlands where he was hiding also came to help.  This was really good, since the northlands was the home of more, tougher and even better fighters than Bluddwars' orginal army.  More Adders and other reinforcements were planning to come from the far south, his magpies had reported this, after going on a recruiting mission.  It was too dangerous for the southern reinforcements to come by land as enemies controlled the woodlands inbetween Southsward where the would be recruits were and where Bluddwar and his forces were, they planned coming on ship or another plan not known.  Meanwhile corsairs and searats had shown up, some to help, some headed to join their ally Deathclaw and some to fight for their own gain.  Bluddwar was a clever and ruthless general, even though it was mostly to those not in his forces that he was ruthless against, but always willing to give a second chance (except to foes).  He know assembled his hand picked, head captains together.  Vonli the short, skinny, male woodland rat, Gurnta, a big, muscular, felmale northland ferret, Tiklass, an experinced, felmale corsair weasel, who was tall and lean, but strong.  Also: Dolod, a wise, male, scarred wol,f who was a vetern of many wars, Speedwing, his male raven captain, a runt at birth, making him small, but fast, head of the scouts and message carriers, an old male eage named Rightrind, who had been a close friend of Bluddwars' since forever, a felmale falchon named Conatle, very warlike and fisty, a male otter who was young and powerful, who was Skipper Slingpaw, a descendent of other Skippers of the otters, and lastly a powerful, middle aged, felmale badger named Battcare and was caring like a mother to all friends, but a powerful friend and fighter in battle.  They began to discuse battleplans for the final battle with the enemy and how they would procede.  Deathclaws' troops or RazorClaws' troops seperate were outnumbered by the what the eventual forces would be.  It was about to come to an end.

[Almkman]

 Pen Cil was a wolf.He was all black with black eyes and a black cloak.He had twin scimitars and two throwing daggers.He led a massive mercenary band that has completed every job without a death on their side.
Pen Cil got a letter from Bluddwar asking for him to kill Razorclaw and Deathclaw.So he marched him band into the half of the woodlands controlled by Deathclaw.He waited for night then he started to attack.He threw all of his forces against Deathclaws flank and shattered it.He pushed all the way through the surprised beasts without a single loss.He pushed all the way through to Bluddwars camp.

[Pikepaw]

 OOC: I am saved! Thanks for answering my plee for help Almkman.

Bluddwar rushed his old friend into his camp and had food and medical prepared for the new help.  After a good meal the golden-red kite adressed the black wolf,
"WARK!  It is good to see ya here friend, Pen Cil. I am glad ya answered my call for help; wit our combined forces we will crush RazorClaw and Deathclaw and free the woodlands, so that the innocents can live there once more.  Of course ye shall get yer reward," Bluddwar had thought that Pen Cil wouldn't do it for free so he prepared himself with payment for the wolf.  He called some vixens and stoats, whom he had enslaved, slavers and recruits for the enemies army is what they were, so he made them slaves.  The slaves laid down a corsair chest and showed the gold and jewels and silver inside, then the bird continued, "RARAK! Me friend, this treasure is nothing compared to what ye shall gain in the end.  Plunder shall be taken from our foes when defeated and yeh will have the bigger portion, for I have no use for it; slaves will be taken from the surviving members of the conquered armies, a fair share for each of us.  The slaves who work here now, well we will have triple that divided amoung us for each others' uses, the foxes were liars and traitors who deserved nothing less than slavery," the redkite added, in case Pen Cil argured against such closly related creatures to him being enslaved, "Land will be ours for the taking; even if ye decide ta leave for other jobs, yer forces shall be welcomed whenever they come and a fortress shall be built for ya ta rule and live in.  After the defeat of such foes, others will come for what they know are great armies and yer band will increase in numbers.  Just one thing," Bluddwar the Slayer stared with his yellow eyes into the black eyes of Pen Cil, a fire sprung to life in them that hadn't for the whole converesation.  When he spoke again, the tone was hard and serious, with vengence all over it, "You may kill Deathclaw yerself, I don't care about that otter; but the peguin is mine, I will be the one to slay RazorClaw, no other!"

[Deathclaw]

 OOC: almkman, you autoed, I have to show my part in the battle, and you can't go without losses, it'd be near impossible.

Deathclaw threw his hares against the band opposing him pushing them back. Deathclaw started a controlled grass fire to stop the advance of the enemy, and hit them from the back it the confusion.

Deathclaw spoke to Razorclaw: "I'll make you a deal: lead your whole army and force the mercenaries out of the woodlands, and hold them from getting back to us, and you may leave this room unless you need to be here again. Deal?"

[Almkman]

 Auto what's auto?
Fine there were some losses.But your forces can't stop me I will reach Pikepaw.Anyways you and Razorclaw will be destroyed if he moves.

[Deathclaw]

 OOC: My forces easily stop you, I have two armies in your path, and my "half" of the woodlands involves surrounding it, as said earlier. Thus, I outnumber you. So, you were forced to backtrack.

[Almkman]

 Just trained soldiers are nothing compared to silent assasins.Anyways I haven't stated my force yet have I.So I break though and there's nothing you can do about it.

[Pikepaw]

 OOC: Yeah, lets just say Almkman came from the north and passed my camp and went to attack you; so then if he was forced to backtrack, Almkman could still get back to my camp and have a meeting with me.  So can we just continue here.

[Deathclaw]

 OOC: Fine, he's being forced to backtrack to you.

Deathclaw now sent two teams of four archers each. They'd get in the trees in a square formation, for Team 1. If an archer was brought down, they switch to a triangle formation. If they were left with two, one would cover while the other escaped, then Team 2 would take place and cover until all of Team 1 escaped, then repeat the process. Two came to hide and cover in case Team 2 had to extract out. The casaulties on Bluddwar and his ally were at about twenty for Team 1, and 2 escaped from Team 1. Team 2 killed 32, and also, lost two, escaping from the camp. Tarps with wood covering and under them were attached above Deathclaw's camps to prevent archer fire from above.

[Pikepaw]

 Bluddwar always posted sentries with many traps.  He hadn't sent out anyone, the sentries just stood their posts with the traps  surrounding the camp, making it impossible to get in.

[Almkman]

 Isn't that auto?
But right before they got to camp two flying daggers took out the rest of Team 1 and arrows took out the rest of Team 2.Then the arrows just opened up on Deathclaws army.

[Deathclaw]

 OOC: My archers live, they got out.

AS the arrows came, the tarps with wood protected them, and the sandbagging protected the others. Archers fired from behind cover, and archers shot each other from each side. No side could win, and a withdrawal to plan better would soon come from both sides, most likely.

[Almkman]

 Isn't that auto?Whatever it is.