| Nitha
BP(Catskills)
I awoke to the sounds of metal clanging and voices shouting.
Warriors and Mage alike ran through the streets preparing
for battle. The Orcs had returned from the far reaches of
the lands with their spoils of war and were gathering for
their animalistic postwar gathering. The Warriors guild had
sent spies to the Orc fort near cove to determine the size
of the group. Out of the twenty spies only one returned, badly
beaten and dying. His final words were "They plan to
burn Cove, they are
on the march. When Orcs get together in large numbers they
become filled with blood lust and strength.
I followed a well-outfitted party through a gate to the city of
Cove. As I stepped through the gate I could smell the blood on the wind. Even though I
have been to many a battle and covered many a war I will never get use to that sickening
stench. The battle raged right outside the gates of Cove. The Guards and Warrior fought
side by side to stop the forces. I saw several warriors fall to the axe of an Orc captain.
For the first time in my life I witnessed a guard fall in battle. The battle ragged on for
two days and a night. Hundreds of warriors came to lend their sword or magic's. The fight
down the path leading to the Orc fort was the deadliest, warriors used what ever means
they could to gain some ground or advantage. In an open field the Orcs in their large
numbers had the upper hand. Warriors fell left and right, yet more brave souls followed
right behind them to close the ranks. We pressed into the fort cutting a clean path, for
the warriors now had a second strength and they too showed the same bloodlust as the Orc
they fought.
The Orcs had indeed been hoarding goods from past battles for the
fort was stocked with weapons, armor and gold to weigh down sixty packhorses. The spoils
were ours we were the victors. To all the warriors and mages who risked their well being
and goods to protect Cove, I thank thee.
"Alone I stand on this field of battle to meet my demise.
Together I stand with my brother warriors on the path to victory".
- Quote from Hytlus The Great, hero of the fabled Orcish War.
From the Town Cryer - The Journal of Ultima Online, Wednesday, July 22nd 1998
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