Zjjan Master

Altrass and Lladamak

In another place; groups of norims, an army, camping, are planning for breaking in, to seize the kingdom of Jelfyr. Different races are among on their forces.

Barring on the huge plain, breached by two famous huge forests, is the kingdom of Jelfyr, octagonally surrounded by walls. And inside this kingdom is mixed with buildings and houses. And standing in its center is a huge sharp tall tower, having a base surrounded by lake and has four bridges as entryways. Above that tower is where the throne of the queen.

A man on the hill, gazing at the walled kingdom, is thinking, undisturbed by the crowd noises. His blacked beard below the nose, his thick eyebrows, his aging face, and his gaze with a deep perspective are evidences for being a leader. His name is Altrass Mechanodil a fange.

To his side is a person aged. He has a red rounded nose, long beard, and long hair tie neatly. He's not much tall maybe around four feet and six inches. He's named Lladamak Hammel, a sorse.

"Can you really do this task?" has asked by Altrass.

Lladamak smiles. "As long as those treals will not failed to duplicate my blood, the prince will be troubled that his barrier have a hole."

Treal, is a norim gifted of materialization, but usually cost side effect(s) into their body.

"Now, go and march. I lend you half of my men." His gaze continues at above those walls with few army. After Lladamak left, Altrass gathers the rest of his army. "My men! After Lladamak successfully break in into the front! we'll then attack from behind! We'll going to reach the top of that tower! and break the barrier that hindering us from venturing the sea! Afterwards! we're going to liberate ourselves on this confinement since from our ancestors! We're going to explore the vast sea! We'll find the truth behind this imprisonment! and after all! we'll stand on top of the world! and become the Master of Dandia!"

The people cry in similar desires and willingness of him. They start marching heading far behind the kingdom of Jelfyr.

Worried about the huge number of platoons heading near, the soldiers, guarding above the walls, send a messenger to their prince. The platoon heading near is Lladamak's army. He divides it to more groups. His other divisions are still on the woods; they're expert on artillery. Lladamak's groups stop very far in distance away from the walls.

Also, Zahamara receives the report and immediately rushes to above the wall behind the kingdom. He knows that nobody can device this plan; none other than his fellow colleague. They stare each other with that ridiculous distance.

Soldiers deployed above the walls are artillery experts, while soldiers deployed behind each door of the walls are melee combatants; and soldiers behind those melees are expert archers. Moreover, some of the soldiers are evacuating the citizens into the safe places.


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