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<blockquote data-quote="GlassEye" data-source="post: 3369670" data-attributes="member: 40413">Silas gives Caramip a grateful smile before turning back to the task at hand.&nbsp; I wish Lord Kalnian were here; he's much better at this sort of thing...&nbsp; As the state of their arms becomes more clear Silas realizes that he is woefully lacking able-bodied men.&nbsp; Picking out a militiaman that he recognizes, he begins barking orders, &quot;Janse, get those militia men swords and position them just behind the barricade.&nbsp; Give the others halberds.&nbsp; Armored militia in front.&nbsp; You there!&quot;&nbsp; He points at a group of older men.&nbsp; &quot;Grab a spear.&nbsp; Spread out and line up behind.&nbsp; You!&quot;&nbsp; He points at another group of older men.&nbsp; &quot;Grab bows and ready yourself to fire.&nbsp; Arrows over our forces to rain down on orcs.&nbsp; Hurry, get ready...&quot;&nbsp; At that moment he sees the howling orcs descending upon them like a cloud of locusts.&nbsp; I need more time!&nbsp; Shoving doubt and fear down he tries to present a collected face to his fellow Dorinthians.&nbsp; &quot;Bowmen!&nbsp; Fire!&quot;Silas grabs a nearby woman.&nbsp; &quot;Get women to help you but get those children into the creek and out of sight.&nbsp; Make your way to the town square.&nbsp; Grab a knife; you may need to defend yourself.&quot;Lacking more time he'll cast Shield upon himself inwardly seething that the magics remaining to him are of little use in battle.&nbsp; &quot;Stand firm!&quot; he yells.&nbsp; Hefting his staff he rushes forward to support their meager line of swordsmen and to meet the oncoming orcs...[sblock=OOC]Armored militia with swords and halberds in the front.Old guys/women with spears and halberds interspersed but a step behind.Old guys/women with bows just behind them.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="GlassEye, post: 3369670, member: 40413"] Silas gives Caramip a grateful smile before turning back to the task at hand. [i]I wish Lord Kalnian were here; he's much better at this sort of thing...[/i] As the state of their arms becomes more clear Silas realizes that he is woefully lacking able-bodied men. Picking out a militiaman that he recognizes, he begins barking orders, [color=orange]"Janse, get those militia men swords and position them just behind the barricade. Give the others halberds. Armored militia in front. You there!"[/color] He points at a group of older men. [color=orange]"Grab a spear. Spread out and line up behind. You!"[/color] He points at another group of older men. [color=orange]"Grab bows and ready yourself to fire. Arrows [i]over[/i] our forces to rain down on orcs. Hurry, get ready..."[/color] At that moment he sees the howling orcs descending upon them like a cloud of locusts. [i]I need more time![/i] Shoving doubt and fear down he tries to present a collected face to his fellow Dorinthians. [color=orange]"Bowmen! Fire!"[/color] Silas grabs a nearby woman. [color=orange]"Get women to help you but get those children into the creek and out of sight. Make your way to the town square. Grab a knife; you may need to defend yourself."[/color] Lacking more time he'll cast [i]Shield[/i] upon himself inwardly seething that the magics remaining to him are of little use in battle. [color=orange]"Stand firm!"[/color] he yells. Hefting his staff he rushes forward to support their meager line of swordsmen and to meet the oncoming orcs... [sblock=OOC] Armored militia with swords and halberds in the front. Old guys/women with spears and halberds interspersed but a step behind. Old guys/women with bows just behind them.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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