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Message: <blockquote data-quote="seasong" data-source="post: 747460" data-attributes="member: 5137">Breaking CatAs the giant fell, the Theralese called to battle, and the shield wall advanced on the orcs. Orders were simple - the orcs were not to have time to think, to regroup, to decide on new tactics involving only one giant.For the orcs, it was very nearly too much. One giant had fallen to spears, the other was running deeper into the forest. And as they were absorbing the fact that one of their strongest had just fallen, had, indeed, been cut down like an armorcat kit that refused to acknowledge its master, the sound of thunder rolled down the slope as the human army, pounding spears on iron shields, came down to meet them.Still, the Breaking Cat tribe was not weak. They rallied as best as they could, and soon the war drums were beating and the warriors were fighting... but they were losing the day's battle. They were driven straight to the tree line, before the Theralese withdrew a hundred feet and set up additional shield walls.The message was clear: We will do this again tomorrow. And you will lose again tomorrow.The orcs napped fitfully. Their shaman, drawing ragged breaths where an arrow had pierced his throat, suggested a plan to his war chief. The decision was made. In the morning, a sacrifice would be made.Among the Theralese, Athan was on the shoulders of the Keraunesti. Given an honorary position at the forefront of their wedge (as reward for his spear hurling feat), he had proven himself admirably. He'd turned down a permanent role with them, but had agreed to fight with them anytime he could, and they were providing him a party before the morrow's fight.For Theralis, it was a good evening.</blockquote>

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