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<blockquote data-quote="Jon Wake" data-source="post: 3974902" data-attributes="member: 58770">More extrapolation, in the form of fiction.&nbsp; Giguld looks up from his work desk, points to a dark cluster of text in his massive book.&quot;This passage here.&nbsp;&nbsp; This is what confused me.&quot;I noted the woodcut that accompanied the text: a small band of cruelly smiling warriors smiting arms and legs off cowering townsfolk.&quot;The Battle of Olond Fields.&nbsp;&nbsp; A dozen mercenary soldiers hold the Karaos Line back for over three days.&nbsp;&nbsp; They slaughtered the town they were supposed to protect.&quot;&quot;So?&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; I'd fought in three campaigns, and seen similar things.&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;It's no great task to fight starving peasants.&nbsp; They half fall before your stroke ever lands.&quot;&quot;And that's the story we're all told.&nbsp;&nbsp; But this, this here, is the oldest surviving record of that battle.&nbsp;&nbsp; And they weren't fighting peasant levies.&nbsp;&nbsp; Not in the slightest.&nbsp; Read here: 'and they hewed the eldarin knights and lordly defenders of the small.'&quot;Something tickled the back of my mind.&nbsp; &quot;Doesn't make sense.&nbsp; There's no way a handful of mercenaries can stand before trained knights, bleedin' skrag knights no less.&nbsp;&nbsp; You sure it was a dozen?&quot;&quot;The sources all agree.&quot;&nbsp; The old man steepled his fingers, grinning like a cat. &quot;There is simply no way for that battle to have gone that way.&nbsp;&nbsp; No rituals were reported, just blood and screaming.&quot;&quot;I'm getting bored, old man.&quot;&quot;I'm saying, I believe the mercenaries couldn't have won.&nbsp;&nbsp; They shouldn't have won.&nbsp; Something made their swords endlessly sharp, their arms endlessly strong.&nbsp; Something that rewarded their evil!&nbsp;&nbsp; And its not just that battle!&nbsp;&nbsp; Anytime, anywhere in our history two forces met, the viler, more brutal of the two always emerges as the victor, no matter the odds against them.&quot;I took it in.&nbsp; It made sense.&nbsp;&nbsp; 'Nobility is the surest way to a nice funeral', as the saying goes. Still, a life as a soldier has taught me never to take a story for granted.After I wiped his blood from my sword, I have to admit, I felt a little better.&nbsp;&nbsp; But it'll take a lot more than the murder of one man to test this theory.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Jon Wake, post: 3974902, member: 58770"] More extrapolation, in the form of fiction. Giguld looks up from his work desk, points to a dark cluster of text in his massive book. "This passage here. This is what confused me." I noted the woodcut that accompanied the text: a small band of cruelly smiling warriors smiting arms and legs off cowering townsfolk. "The Battle of Olond Fields. A dozen mercenary soldiers hold the Karaos Line back for over three days. They slaughtered the town they were supposed to protect." "So?" I'd fought in three campaigns, and seen similar things. "It's no great task to fight starving peasants. They half fall before your stroke ever lands." "And that's the story we're all told. But this, this here, is the oldest surviving record of that battle. And they weren't fighting peasant levies. Not in the slightest. Read here: 'and they hewed the eldarin knights and lordly defenders of the small.'" Something tickled the back of my mind. "Doesn't make sense. There's no way a handful of mercenaries can stand before trained knights, bleedin' skrag knights no less. You sure it was a dozen?" "The sources all agree." The old man steepled his fingers, grinning like a cat. "There is simply no way for that battle to have gone that way. No rituals were reported, just blood and screaming." "I'm getting bored, old man." "I'm saying, I believe the mercenaries couldn't have won. They shouldn't have won. Something made their swords endlessly sharp, their arms endlessly strong. Something that rewarded their evil! And its not just that battle! Anytime, anywhere in our history two forces met, the viler, more brutal of the two always emerges as the victor, no matter the odds against them." I took it in. It made sense. 'Nobility is the surest way to a nice funeral', as the saying goes. Still, a life as a soldier has taught me never to take a story for granted. After I wiped his blood from my sword, I have to admit, I felt a little better. But it'll take a lot more than the murder of one man to test this theory. [/QUOTE]

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