Silveria, Guirith The Capital, 27th of Bloombville, year 3159,
"The Crimson Brotherhood's attacks are still persistent at night, No one knows where they come from, nor anyone knows their purpose, what message are they trying to deliver ? And one important thing, out of all the buildings they're targeting, why is it always my shop that gets leveled to the ground ?"
Said The Dark-Brown haired Man who was standing in front of his Blacksmith shop looking at it with his dark green eyes that was completely demolished by a magic cluster bomb, as he was looking at the shadowy figure flying in the sky,
Baron Maverick, an ambitious youngster in his 17th year of life who (once) owned a blacksmith shop near the capital square in Guirith, he has been working in weapon smithing since he was 11, it was not a family business, but a craft of his own, aside from his business as a blacksmith, He owned different other businesses that faced the same fate as the Blacksmith shop, but this one was the last straw to him, and under the moonless night sky, Baron walked to his now leveled to floor shop and stood in the middle of its ruins, he began to mumble as he was kneeling down to pick a broken blade from beneath the gravel:
"This is bad, man, this is bad, I can't stand this no more, it's my 3rd shop this year, Hah, whatever, I'll figure out another way around after I get some rest" , then he sheathed the broken blade and went east from the city, where home is,
A great two-story house built out of stone, iron and fine Tshasylian wood, surrounded by wooden fenced fortified by mysterious warding aura, lies somewhere outside Guirith, away from the Noise of people, away from the Dark Brotherhood's strikes, this is the household of Mavericks, where Baron and his family live,
Baron enters his house and shouts "I'm home" declaring his arrival, he puts his shoes in the corridor obeying the "No shoes inside the house" policy, a manly voice from across the house responding to him "welcome home" as he walks his way to the living room, a hot steaming potato soup is boiling on the stove, a golden Crispy chicken is being cooked in a furnace and lettuce, tomato, cucumber, carrot and pomegranate are being chopped into a salad, Baron's father was standing next to the stove stirring the soup before serving and Baron's mother is preparing the table for dinner, the father put the pot on the table and called Baron who was standing at the room's door looking at the dinner being prepared
-"Good timing, mr. Observer, call Clare from upstairs and have your seat, Dinner's ready"
-"Mhm, Sure thing, I'll do"
Baron sat down for Dinner with his Father, Mother and his sister, Clare, with her face mask (as usual), Nothing beats the feeling of the family sitting together, but the father notices Baron's slow eating, a bit slower than usual, "Something's Not going well ?" said the father, Baron responded after taking a sip from his soup "I suppose you already know everything, All I need to do is just think about it", The Mother who wanted to join the conversation asked "What's wrong?, What happened?", The Father took a bite from his meal and said "Well, Baron, we Both know what's happened, But we want to hear it from you", Baron took a deep breath and replied "My shop was levelled this night, It's that brotherhood, again" Clare commented out of her sense of humor "More like the botherhood now , eh?", "Yeah, Quite the nuisance" said Baron as he smirked a little, then He and his father exchanged some words:
-"But There are other Buildings that were demolished in the city, isn't that right ?"
-"Yes, a few shops were destroyed but mine was the one that took most damage, if we didn't say it was completely floored to the ground"
-"Can you think of a reason why they're attacking your shop more aggressively than any other"
-"Well, I have no clue who they are exactly and what's they're purpose, All I know is that they're terrorizing the Cities from the shadows, as for my own matter, I don't know"
-"Let me to give you some intel, you might need it, The Crimson Brotherhood is an organization Built by a group of survivors from a fallen Empire that once was in a war with Silveria, they seek to take revenge by taking down Silveria from the inside by targeting the Vital Elements of the Society and Economy, and I started to notice some unusual Pieces of 'things' finding their way to the market, so I assume it's some of their doing as well, You might find a clue from what I told you now, and No, Don't ask me where I got those from"
-"Hmm, So you're telling me that those people are targeting because they think I provide weapons to the Army ?"
-"That might be the case"
-"Now that you think of it, even though some silverian soldiers purchase their Custom weaponry at my shop, but I don't officially support the Army, nor any governmental Entity, besides, doesn't the Silverian Army have the Royal Forgery mass producing weapons for them ?, why don't they attack them ?"
-"The Royal Forgery is heavily Guarded, and you still a potential Threat to them, so they take the easier targets first, I suppose"
-"Aside from my shop, If we didn't find a way to stop those people I'd go bankrupt within a few months, additional to the certain death of my customers too, I can't sit here doing nothing"
The Mother said as a suggestion to mend what looked difficult to handle "How about I suggest an investment idea for ?, take the money you still have and lie low for a few months, Workout, develop combat skills and Build your weaponry to Face them down, this way there is a chance that you can have your hands on one of them to get more information about them for more options", Baron looked at his mother and looked down to think about what she said "I might consider this, sounds like a solid plan" replied Baron with a questioning Voice,
The Depth of the Night calls The Soul of the living to slumber, promising peace to those who can't find in the awake, Baron Enters his room, he doesn't look at his surroundings to describe his own room, he just closes the door and lies down on his bed, Baron is Physically and Mentally Exhausted, He closes his eyes and goes into deep slumber the moment his head touches the pillow,
In the meantime, The Sky above Guirith sees no peace, as the second attack on the city approaches, Dark shadows moving at an exceptional speed on the tops of the buildings, reaching for the Security posts across the city, This is the first double attack since the attacks have started, The Royal Knights have taken their positions embracing for combat, Their Steel made armor and the Red Shield shaped emblem indicates that they are well trained, the Commander of the twenty-third battalion, Gideon Miraak, Issued 142 Knights to defensive positions, while 63 Knights took the offensive positions, on the tops of the distant high buildings, a group of these shadowy figures are standing menacingly, observing the Silverian knights, The group commander, who's hiding his face behind an iron mask with a crimson triple claw carved on the forehead, has his full attention on Commander Gideon, as if they're both locking eyes despite the extreme distance between each other, the Black and Dark Red Leather Armor is a clear sign that these Offenders are none other than the Crimson Brotherhood,
The Crimson Commander Calmly Announced "Initiate the Attack, Causes as much damage as possible, and don't leave any of those knights alive", The Assassins began to take action, They Ran through the rooftops and plunged like Wasps, Aiming for the Royal Knights who in return charged at them with all their might, The Two forces have collided, The Sounds of the clanging swords wake the sleeping people in their residence, The Assassins attack with their Poison covered Daggers at the Heavily Armored Knights, even though their Weapons can't penetrate The thick armor, But they compensate this with The heavy poison Targeting the joints where the armor is likely to be weaker, in One of the colliding Soldiers, The Assassin is plunging from above at the knight who shielded himself with the Round Iron Shield he wields, once the Assassin landed on the his shield, he clashed his sword with the Knight, the clash was so strong that sparks came out of the two Blades, The Knight Threw the Assassin with his shield and charged at him for the final blow, in another side of the battleground, A knight throws his Shield and Pulls a Greatsword, even though it might be a bad idea for fighting a fast foe, dealing massive blows was his only intention, He clashed with the assassin who was swinging his blades as if he was slaying the air itself, The Knight Swung his Massive Sword at the assassin who parries the strike and Sliced the throat of the knight with a swift strike of his poisonous dagger, and at this rate, The Royal Knights and The Crimson Brotherhood's fight continues, meanwhile on the very far side of the battle, Commander Gideon wields his unsheathes his Sword and points it at the Crimson Commander who was still standing in his spot, observing from distance, He acknowledges The Commander's Challenge and he cannot refuse, as Refusing a commander's Challenge is a Sign of Cowardice, The Crimson Commander Jumps from the Top of the Build, Opening a pair of Red wings made with magic and Glides through the sky to where Commander Gideon Awaits, The Two Commanders are Facing each other, "Your are a courageous one, this wasn't what I expected" said Gideon, the Crimson Commander replied "To Refuse a chance to slay a heretic such as you is one in a lifetime, I wouldn't Grant it to any of my followers", Gideon Replied with a slight smirk on his face "The only heretic here is the one who Kills the innocent for his foul will", The Crimson commander replied as he summoned his Two Archaic Blades "Why didn't you tell that to yourselves when you destroyed my homeland, you filthy hypocrite !", The two charged at each other, beginning their fight,
The Crimson Commander is exceptionally more powerful than any of the present Crimson Brotherhood Members, and so is Commander Gideon Miraak, He struck first with his unusually heavy sword his foe, who Shielded himself against the Blow with his Solid Archaic Blades, then he Pushed The sword away to counter attack, which Gideon parried it with his shield, The two sides exchanged Blows for a time, until commander Gideon's Strike faces a heavy parry from the blades of the Crimson Commander, making a weak spot in Gideon's defense, The Crimson Commander uses this chance to strike the side of his opponent, the extra poison damage made Commander Gideon experience agonizing pain, but he can't succumb to his injury yet, Gideon quickly endures the pain and strikes The arm of the Crimson commander, He was surprised by a warding barrier covering his opponent's body, but still, his strike did deal some damage, the barrier did in fact protected his arm from being cut, but it wasn't enough to protect from the impact that shattered his forearm's bones, They're Both equal in injuries now, and each one has only about half of his body to fight with, Gideon is determined to finish off his foe, for in his death lies the end of this battle, and so is the crimson Commander, They both charge at each other despite their massive injury, The battleground was filled with the sounds of raging warriors and Clashing Blades, Blood is spilled everywhere and the corpses of dead warriors are scattered in every corner of the Royal Square, No one is spared from the Blades of war, No Sword is allowed to rest until the end, however, The Exhausted breaths of the Two brawling Commanders Promise an ending,
The crimson Commander Jumped backwards to make distance from Commander Gideon and surprised him with an unexpected move, He CUT his broken limp and screamed to the sky, his voice shook The Entirety of Guirith, as if it was the scream of a colossal monster, even the distance Knights and assassin who were fighting froze in shock of it, Blood was spilling out of his amputated arm as he was chanting in a foreign tongue his Atrocious Spell:
"Ancra sha di mogna, fero Acris Cogma, Amita to ma ervo sante"
Right after he was done chanting that spell, His eyes turned crimson red, the blood on the ground began to boil and grow in size, as if the blood itself was bleeding even more blood and then it started floating around his open would with a purple light, The floating blood formed a new arm in the place of the amputated one holding a Blood sword, Commander Gideon was left in shock from what he witnessed, He witnessed the Crimson Commander Morphing into a red shadow in front of his sight, Charging at him with a haunting speed.
To be continued