The war has continued for a few hundred years by now, cities have been taken and retaken new assaults on Reinholm failed and Keireen has been getting more brutal even if he fails in an attack he slaughters everyone who can be taken before calling for a retreat just to inflict more loss. Laraka has been getting more brutal in his training too make the elites even better, soldiers call him a demon for it but they later thank him when the training became more than necessary. Laraka stands in Renamerima castles war room with Zytaira, his helmet is off and on the table.
"This next mountain range has withstood years of attempted crossings but every damn time they pull out something new" Laraka says infuriated
"Indeed, the report from the last ones survivors detailed that there were chained up dragons guarding a certain section and thats after the magical traps, many patrols and war beasts though they did see multiple fortresses past the dragons so even if we got through all of that we'd have those fortresses to take care of" Zytaira says
Laraka sighs.
"The most infuriating thing isnt even that the mountain range is so well defended but that they have fucking barriers up on the side we'll have to coem from so that we cant just fucking teleport past them or even fly over" Laraka says
"Well even if we could get over or around like that we'd be losing out non magic combatants that we couldnt take and they'd have to brave the defences themselves which would be even harder without magic" Zytaira says
"Indeed" Laraka says
"How about you go to the king and try to devise a plan with him, Reinlas's magic while it can be shut down by those barriers the mages putting them up will have to concentrate fully on the barriers making it easier to see whos making them" Zytaira says
"Right, you give our soldiers the training they need Zytaira" Laraka says as he grabs his helmet, puts it on and teleports to Reinholm
Laraka appears in the castle the guards instantly straighten up as they see him.
"At ease, some others from Renamerima castle will be here to relieve you all at the end of the week then you can all get your training, tell that to the others when you see them" Laraka says
"Of coarse" One of the guards say
Laraka starts walking to the throne room where Reinlas sits on his throne speaking to someone before him.
"King Reinlas my village was burned to the ground by soldiers recently, we need your help" The man pleads
"I will send soldiers to investigate this, do not worry" Reinlas says
"Thank you my king" The man says as he walks out
Laraka walks over to Reinlas.
"Busy as always?" Laraka asks
"Indeed Laraka, especially since Keireens been sending more people to harass or burn villages more and more recently" Reinlas says as he gets up off his throne
"The bastard just destroys to demoralise us all but with you here Reinlas? Our morale stays as it always has, you are one of the first after all" Laraka says
Reinlas nods and sighs.
"... Right, come lets go to the war room" Reinlas says
Laraka walks there with Reinlas and they both look at the map.
"Where is this mountain range?" Reinlas asks
"Over here, north west of Okitera, we know of most of its defences or at least we know of the ones most of our people have been killed or injured by, annoyingly the mountain range is also close to the ocean so the only way to get past is to take the mountain range" Laraka says
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The Immortalai
FantasyA race of people have appeared on the planet through unknown means, they are confused and wary of those around them what will they build or what will they destroy.
