Retreat
I suppose you could say we lost the battle when we refused to listen to the scouts reports, never could the orcs build up like a force like that. But we found out we were wrong, once we heard the kodo stomping and the drums playing...
"Retreat!" The words echoed through my head. "Retreat you blasted men, retreat!"
I looked over my shoulder, Captain was off his horse waving his sword madly in the air, his other arm was gone. He then began to run, then the archers, then the footmen, then the knights, then lastly the paladins...many of them died, far too rightious for a soldier.
"Smith! Either die or start running!" I look to my side, Travis was running, dropped his heavy sword and began taking off his arm and shoulder pads to help him feel lighter. I started running too.
"Aye! Im right behind yeh!" I yelled back and started to rip off my helmet. Leaving behind bodies, we started to catch up to Captain. "Sir, do you need help?" But before he could turn around and answer, a spear, thrown from a troll no doubt, peirced his back as he fell hard. Dead.
We kept running, passing thrown down bows and arrows, anything to make the running easier. But then I heard it, the mad barking of a wolf, the cry of a monster chasing after us. It goes past me, pouncing on Travis, he's dead.
I keep running, I fall. Down into a pit, I gain my breath. My old heart is beating way too fast. I try to calm down. Breathing heavily I hope to the light that I survive, I hear the masacre just beyond my reach above my pit...I try to get up but I pass out...
I would have said I wanted to be home, but I have no such place...
I wake up, its still night. I climb out of the pit grabbing roots to lift my way out. I see nothing but trampled ground and trees. I look around, no torches, no sign of life, other than the trees I was alone.
"Garthok vash tigar bur kek!" Orcish, I can recognize it from their blasted warcries, I turn around slowly to see a orc dressed in all black hiding most of his ugly green skin. He seemed more slender than the orcs I see on the feild...a rogue.
I reach for my sword, which isnt there. I tossed it, "Well this isnt a fair fight." I speak even though I know the orc has no knowladge of what I said.
"Kek deh!" The orc loudly said as his blade entered my flesh. I was shocked at first, I look down, blood is coming out of the place where the blade penetrates my skin. He twists the blade and removes it. I still feel nothing. Then suddenly it kicked it, I felt such incredible pain, worse than anything Ive ever experienced...I felt as if no paladin could heal my wound. But then I see that I am losing too much blood, I will not recover, the orc laughs as I fall to my knees, he kicks my head in, its the last thing I feel.
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