> And here is part 2!!! much rejoicing YEAH.
> RL keeps running over my free time like an mc and a truck ........ bad comparison, yet so true.
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On the other side of the world a battle was taking place between two fleets. Over 200 vessels hosted a flag with a white background and a golden Ankh forming a circular blockade, in the middle were 20 ships carrying a flag that had a white background with four blue waves stacked on top of each other at set intervals and two golden lighting bolts making an X shape behind them.
All around were burning ships from both sides, dead bodies floated on the waves, screaming could be heard from some crewmen that were still on fire as they tried to jump into the now red waters, bolts of magic can be seen being launched from one ship too another.
" Admiral those bastards have cut off our escape. Where completely surrounded."
" tch So it was a trap..."
" WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO SIR!!!"
" Calm down I'm a thinking"
" CANT YOU TAKE THIS SITUATION SEARISOLY!!"
" *sigh* Eli restrain him."
In the middle of the 20 surrounded ships one stood out more than the rest, this ship unlike the others had four masts and much larger sails. In the entire fleet none could be said to be as large as this one. Below the flag that wiped in the wind there was another, a blue flag with a black bird, this flag was well known throughout many port cities, and those who spoke of the man who was the captain would shudder in fear. Admiral Mordecai the most insane yet highly respected navel officer of the Thurus navy.
" Eli how many of us are left?"
" Including our flag ship? 19 left Admiral"
" Hmmm good good, we have a nice wind at our backs, enemies all around, and nothing better to do, SO UNFURL THE SAILS, ALL HANDS PREPARE FOR BATTLE!!!"
" AYE, AYE SIR." the men roared
As the they begin to follow orders the men do not question him, because they know that what ever he is planning it will succeed.
" Silas signal the rest of the fleet to follow our lead were getting out of this place. Ned take the wheel, all wind masters make us go faster, Eli you and the rest who can block as many bombardments from the enemy as possible, I need some time for what I have planed."
As the 20 ships begin to move as he starts to concentrate, magic flies all around hitting sailors and destroying parts of the ship, yet he continues to concentrate on his magic ignoring the screams of his men.
While lifting both arms with his palms facing the sky he yells " HA!" and in front of the enemy ships two large twisting pillars of water rise up and start heading in opposite directions sucking in ships and smashing them into others, he manipulates the two pillars of water for as long as possible as they break out of the blockade before collapsing.
" Ha ha did it work?"
" Honestly, you never stop amazing us sir."
" Where to now sir?"
" The capital none of this feels right, that's what my gut is telling me, let us hope nothing has happened and that I am just getting old."
" FULL SPEED AHEAD TOO THE CAPITAL!"
" AYE, AYE!!"
Leagues away the nation of Thurus was under siege, thousands of ships can be seen landing or trying to land on the beachhead, off-loading the soldiers they carried, magic and arrows flying in both directions as the defenders try to repel the invaders.
Thurus
The Capital: Calian
Main Palace
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A man walks quickly down a long hallway, on either side of him are pillars draped in tapestries all adorned with the same symbol of four stacked waves with crossed golden lightning bolts behind, in between stand grand statues of men and women in different posses, each giving off a feeling of majesty and power. The man nods as he passes two armed guards standing on either side of a large double oaken door and crosses the room leading up to an elevated platform where two thrones can be seen.
The man kneels in front of the platform with his head bowed, of the two thrones one is occupied by an man dressed in a robe of purple threaded in gold, his slightly tanned face starting to show his age with wrinkles. a gold crown adorned in diamonds sits upon the shoulder length brown hair that is starting to show strands of gray. The other only holds a silver tiara on the red cushion where a person should be sitting.
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" Speak"
" Your Majesty, Crown Prince Aspen has engaged enemy forces that have landed upon our southern shore with the 2nd Army. Due to the early warning we received from our spies they are holding out but not for long."
" And what of Admiral Mordecai?"
" No news yet your Majesty, he went off to deal with some pirates that have been attacking our merchants along one of our southern trading routes with the 10th Fleet."
Another man abruptly enters the throne room and kneels next to the first breathing heavily.
" Urgent news your Majesty!"
" Continue."
" In the city of Trident, High Priestess Emma and her guard Captain Joel have been executed!!"
A look of shock spreads across the first messengers face as a sob escapes his lips.
The king keeps a poker face as he hears the news yet the pain is still seen in his eyes. He closes his eyes and thinks deeply for a moment holding back tears. He reopens them speaking in a soft tone that is almost a whisper.
" Inform everyone in the capital and surrounding areas to evacuate to the northern port of Stratus, the 1st, 5th and 7th fleets should be docked there still. Send word too them to take as many as possible and flee to our other colonies. As long as the people survive all is not lost. Have the militia and those who know how to fight act as guards. GO NOW!"
As the words leave his mouth the messengers leave as fast as possible to spread the word. The kings shoulders sag heavily and places a hand over his eyes, he stayed silent for a while longer then spoke.
" You can come out now."
A man steps out from behind a pillar, if looks could scare small children then this mans would, standing at 6 feet tall with black hair cut short his face looked as if it had been chipped out of rock, with a square jaw line and high cheek bone, a scar ran down from above his left eye brow to his right lip, a muscular build showed under his cloths which were a light blue shirt and pants with leather boots and a sword strapped too his left waist, but the most striking thing was his eyes, those who looked into them would see what looked like a storm at night on rough seas. This is Ethel Dunstan war hero of Thurus and Captain of the Royal Guard.
" I am sorry for your loss."
" She was my daughter."
" I trained Joel myself, he would not have gone down easily, and he loved her as well you know ...... he would have rather died fighting than let her be captured."
Silence permits the room as the two are lost in thought about what has happened.
" What will you do now your Majesty?"
" ...... A Captain will go down with his ship, as this country is my ship, so shall I go down with her." Determination resounding within his voice as he takes his hand away from his face, tear run from his eyes as he wipes them away.
" As your Royal Guard I shall ..."
" Denied."
" ....."
" I have something else I need you to do, something much more important than protecting me. Step forward and kneel."
As Ethel walks toward his lord a look of confusion crosses his face, something more important then the oath he swore when he took his post as Guard Captain??? Impossible, he and the king had been friends since before he ascended the throne, to him nothing was more important than guarding his lord. As he kneels in front of the throne the king rises and then starts to speak, each word holding unquestionable power behind them as they are spoken, making Ethel shiver slightly in awe.
" Ethel Dunstan, Hero of Thurus, Champion of our Goddess Calypso, I Phillip Von Brockwell, 57th King of Thurus hereby order you to head to a ship docked at Stratus. You are to guard and hide the cargo of that ship from anything and everything that may try to place harm on it. You shall do so until death claim you and after until you deem it safe. As your King, HEAR AND OBEY!!"
Cold sweat runs down Ethel's back, for him this is the first time he has ever heard such words from his king.
" I hear and obey my King. How shall I know which ship it is?"
" The ship is named after our Goddess that is how you shall know. Now go and my the wind always be at your back."
" And my the sea stay calm in your travels my King."
As Ethel leaves the throne room he orders the guards outside to stay on guard and let no one pass.