griffen attack


book two excerpt


Book Two, Chapter Seven

Scroll 3: A New Battle Order

Civil war has indeed fallen on Verngaurd. Despite the ever present threat of Dark Warriors, the armies of Verngaurd are clashing. The Confederates are led by the Proliate and Magicians; the Allies by the Knights.

Despite being on opposite sides of the battle, Supreme Master Magician Veneficus still believes the Knights have a role to play in securing peace for the future of Verngaurd. To that end, he decides to send Friar a secret message.

High up on the Tingij Mountains Veneficus sat on Runor. The beautiful Pegasus stomped restlessly. Its hearing is known to be a thousand times more sensitive than a human’s and the screams and clamor of battle made the winged horse nervous.

“Can we get down to our troops now?” Emperor Fanga of Piscium questioned.

“Your troops have not made it through the pass and the battlefield is not secure,” Veneficus answered. “Now, go back with the others.”

Veneficus scratched his greying head. Once again the burden of the unknown weighed heavily on him. Scanning around he made sure no one was eavesdropping. Quietly he lowered his crosier in front of his body to shield it from the others. “Salainen viesti naytaa,” he whispered. A small orb of bluish light emerged from his crosier and hovered before him. Gently grasping it, he whispered a message into it. When he had finished he softly spoke the guiding spell, “Ex agito hic-Friar Pallium.” He finished by pointing towards the battle. The blue orb traveled with lightning quickness to Friar.

Once again Veneficus checked to see if anyone had noticed his actions. Convinced they had not, he smiled. The future of Vernguard depends on the Knights surviving this battle, he thought, as if trying to justify what he had just done.

On the field of battle Friar was frantically overseeing their slow retreat towards the relative safety of the Allied lines. The griffins and Magicians were slowly decimating his troops, which were separated from Veli Pingius and the Vioma Division Dwarves to the south.

When the blue orb arrived Friar was desperately signaling to the dragons circling above the pass for assistance. The dragons were not responding, as more griffins had already engaged them and the two forces were embroiled in another fierce aerial battle. Looking suspiciously at the orb, Friar reached cautiously towards it. A small, translucent image of Veneficus’ head appeared. Only Friar could see and hear it as it began to speak. “Friar, withdraw your forces south until you are well below the opening of the pass. The Proliate from the north will be there any second and they have several surprises for you. I am convinced that your surviving this fight is crucial to the future of Vernguard.”

As quickly as it came, the image and orb disappeared. Friar cautiously waved his hand where the translucent image had been but felt nothing. He did not hesitate. He felt there was no choice but to trust the message from his old friend.

Turning to the signalers he ordered a full retreat to join the other Allies south. A few moments after they started their accelerated retreat the twelve thousand Proliate from the north sped to within fifty yards of them, spurred on by the prodigiosis volo enchantment.