Battle For Volgondia: The Siege of Nigon
Sept 12, 2005 12:23:18 GMT
Post by asparoukh on Sept 12, 2005 12:23:18 GMT
The group reappeared in Rangon, a large, mountainous island. But unlike the mountains that were traversed before, these were covered with a lush rainforest, with tropical vegetation growing out of every piece of fertile soil available. Sounds of creatures chirping, growling, and howling could be heard all around. The group appeared on a dirt trail right in front of the most bustling ports of Rangon. The cove could clearly be seen; hundreds of ships were gathered on the crystal clear waters that caressed the shore. Troops could be seen milling onto the wharf and onto the ships. Cranes and pulleys were being used to hoist trebuchets, ballistas, and other siege weapons onto ships that would be in the rear of the fleet. Everyone was scrambling to leave port as soon as possible. Delon and Phroan both recognized this, and in case the others didn’t, the Kouberian made sure that they did.
“Alright,” began Delon, “we should head to the wharf as fast as we can. The fleet will leave at sunset, and we have to get onto the lead ship before it leaves the docks. Just stay close and don’t even let anyone stop you. If they see that you are with us, no one should bother you.”
With that Delon and Phroan took off on a light sprint, looking back to make sure that the others were following. In moments, they had passed by the outskirts of the city and were well into the bustling market street. Vendors were gathered on the sidewalks vocalizing their possession of battle supplies and rations for sale. Of course, their prices were outrageous, and most soldiers didn’t even bother pay heed to them. It was a common saying that those that tried to indulge during battle would not indulge for long. Delon suddenly turned off onto a side road that was much clearer and did not call for as much weaving, as did the market place. In no time, the group had reached the wharf, and it was made known as the first sea breeze hit the warriors. Cool and refreshing, it was said to cleanse sailors and seafarers of all the impurities of the land before a long voyage. Once they were a few blocks into the docks, running became impossible as thousands of boarding soldiers blocked their paths. Delon and Phroan slowed to a walk and scanned for the lead ship. That vessel was often had an arrow carved into its prow, whose direction was mirrored by all of the remaining vessels in the fleet.
At last— it was found. It stood on a more or less empty dock, having been nearly completely filled already. It was a majestic vessel, with four, bright red masts. There were dragons carved on numerous parts of the ships (all symbols of good luck).
“Alright,” began Delon, “we should head to the wharf as fast as we can. The fleet will leave at sunset, and we have to get onto the lead ship before it leaves the docks. Just stay close and don’t even let anyone stop you. If they see that you are with us, no one should bother you.”
With that Delon and Phroan took off on a light sprint, looking back to make sure that the others were following. In moments, they had passed by the outskirts of the city and were well into the bustling market street. Vendors were gathered on the sidewalks vocalizing their possession of battle supplies and rations for sale. Of course, their prices were outrageous, and most soldiers didn’t even bother pay heed to them. It was a common saying that those that tried to indulge during battle would not indulge for long. Delon suddenly turned off onto a side road that was much clearer and did not call for as much weaving, as did the market place. In no time, the group had reached the wharf, and it was made known as the first sea breeze hit the warriors. Cool and refreshing, it was said to cleanse sailors and seafarers of all the impurities of the land before a long voyage. Once they were a few blocks into the docks, running became impossible as thousands of boarding soldiers blocked their paths. Delon and Phroan slowed to a walk and scanned for the lead ship. That vessel was often had an arrow carved into its prow, whose direction was mirrored by all of the remaining vessels in the fleet.
At last— it was found. It stood on a more or less empty dock, having been nearly completely filled already. It was a majestic vessel, with four, bright red masts. There were dragons carved on numerous parts of the ships (all symbols of good luck).