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Rûhn watched the cavalry charge from in front of the ranks of infantry. There was a tense silence amongst the gathered forces as they watched the first wave of their friends run towards their death. Screams and fighting filled the air and so did the scent of fear and dread. The Hammer's wings...

Rûhn inclined his head in agreement. If his wife had still been alive, she would have leaped to offer up those songs to this stranger without a second thought. He had always loved listening to her sing. The way her voice could carry every emotion the writer had poured into those words, as if she...

"Well met, Prince," Rûhn called back as one would call out a greeting when out for a stroll. The hammer that he usually kept holstered at his hip was, for the first time since their joining the army, in his hand. The way he swung it was with the careful precision of a warrior who had spent...

Rûhn listened with interested. He had not been able to speak to Caliane herself about her battles and had heard most of what he knew from her own father. His old friend had spoken of her with the pride of a father who had always hoped his child would one day follow in his footsteps. Knowing how...

Rûhn bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smiling at the blush that heated his daughters cheeks. She idolised The Spear so very much, he had no doubt she would be cursing herself for seeming to be afraid for the next few years if not longer. "Of course," he inclined his head to the...

Rûhn's smile warmed his golden eyes and creased them slightly at the corners. He took a second sip after his first and then offered it on to Talien. He had noted her snort but did not pass comment on it; the younger Avariel was always frosty to newcomers. Once he had asked Tara to take the girl...

Rûhn had the long suffering look of a father as he came to land behind the two women. The rest of the Thirteen had remained airborne in order to keep an eye on the horizon should any messengers be sent back to the army, or forces that might suddenly require intercepting. The other Elven Prince...

Rûhn returned Oriane's smile with a small one of his own. "Let us fly." It was funny how easy it was to slip once more into a larger army. To become a small part of a larger thing. Like one organ that helped to power the whole animal. The Thirteen were a well oiled machine but he had worried...

The army moved slowly. From the skies it looked like a swollen snake that wound it's way slowly through the vast Falwoods. Elves of all kinds including Aerai and Avariels, humans, dwarves, orcs - even a few giants - marched together under various colourful banners that stood out against the...

Rûhn's expression did not betray his own thoughts or memories as their defacto leader spoke. He seemed to take the words 'demon' and 'monster' within his stride, even when it was determined to be an ancient enemy. From its description, it was the same beast the Fireheart had fought and told her...

Rûhn returned the gesture with a sweep of his speckled wings, hand clasped into a fist over his heart and a graceful bend at the waist far lower than he would have given other commanders. It was a great mark of respect intended to honour the history between their people, and its future if the...

Aeraesar calls for aid. The cry went out across the lands passed on by messengers and weary travellers, bards and idle gossipers. Many had no idea what the words meant. Some looked on perplexed as neighbours they had known for their whole lives lay down their mundane tools, took out weapons...