We Might lost the battle but, WE SHALL NOT BE FORGOTTEN!!!!

And they sing together:

I am not immortal

I am just a man

A power-craving tyrant

Beyond the shadows in the sand

Men have come to fear me

Many bow and cry

Known across the desert

I am the one who will not die

I have faced the demons of our most desperate moments

I have been the one to defend our pride

I have worn the banner of my abandoned brothers

I will be the first one to give my life

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Spirit as black as coal

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul

An epic novel no one's read

Pages torn and faded

The greatest story never told

Behold the kingdom I possess

Land of wealth and beauty

Where the streets are paved with gold

Once fearless and brave

A realm passed away

The ghosts of yesterday

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Spirit as black as coal

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul

Lost not forgotten

Reigning against the odds

Feared and respected living among the gods

Leading the empire

Brutal and heartless

Vanishing further

Into the darkness

Lost not forgotten

King of the deathless soul

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…” 

The Severed Thorn

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

He held high the severed head of Varbuk, the favorite Warg of Balur. Varbuk’s once black, sparkling eyes were clouded white with lifelessness. His tongue lolloped to the side, draped over enormous fangs, a fabled horror to any who looked upon them. Lord Oberon was holding the blood encrusted, matted fur at the ear, as if scolding an unruly mongrel. Balur’s purebred pride was now a tortured trophy, and would fuel victory against the foolish Orcs who dared to camp in Oberon’s sight.

 Reinfrid, Oberon’s flight captain, at this sign from his Lord, urged his Griffin forward to sound the order to the waiting warriors below, in his own commanding voice: “ON TO BATTLE!”

The order was answered by a cacophonous cry of man and beast, all hungry to drive the invaders until every last one was crushed under boot and claw. Imperial Great Lords sounded their horns, which combined in a haunting siren that fuels the warriors’ blood from the humble Pikeman, to the Wyvern riders circling above. Lord Oberon’s army surged forward, and would soon clash with the waiting Orcs, Ogres and Marennon.

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

"... tears of blood streaming down his eyes, crying for the vanquished as well as the slain, for his righteous heart weeps for the orcs who were once men. Weep he may with the sorrow that the Wars bring, but the tears of blood he sheds reminds his people that no matter what blood has to be wrenched, should his people dream to live as a free man !!! "

Regards

Cryingfreeman :)

Looking over his armies, he was please as to how well his troops had been fairing against the orcish horde. He gave to them a rousing speech, inflaming the minds of the men and women. Thirsting for the destruction of their enemies, and the art of battle, Oberon, was antsy to start the battle. His spies went in to see the creatures, and reported back to him. His army had millions of troops, from archers to dragons and wyrven, all felt the need to commence the battle. At that point he gave the orders to begin the battle, and the shedding of blood began, but once the smoke cleared, Oberon's triumph was clear. It looked as if the landscape had been painted red, and black and was covered in severed body parts, from each side of the battle, the carrion birds would feast well tonight. His battle ridden troops, plundered their rightful loot from the battle. The god of words, now released from his enprisonment, was brought before Oberon, who greeted him with  an unexpected gesture of brotherhood, The god of words, tells Oberon, "Hello, Nephew. I am proud of you over this victory. You will be remembered unto everyone today as well as, those who their generations after. Your mother was right about you being you father's child, in spirit and batlle there is no equal to you. Come walk with me, we have much to discuss before I go back to my wife, Sanctamonia (the goddess of sanctities, and ritual)."

Oberon raises his mighty clenched fist, and slowly opens it as a mist is unleashed forming into the mighty Red Dragon.  

The awaiting Armies of Oberon give out a thunderous cheer!    

Oberon mounts his war horse, raises his powerful sword and in a booming voice cries out "FOR HONOR AND VICTORY!!!!!"

The war cry is repeated until nothing else can be heard across Stormfall, as the armies of Oberon march off to free the land from Balur's Dark Hordes.

The word I give you is courage.  Courage in the hearts of the lowliest foot soldier as well as the mightiest warrior for in battle both are equal and your brother or sister might well strike the blow that saves your life or brings down the mightiest foe. Have courage my friend and I will march by your side. 

known only to the bravest. This call to arms signaled the attack upon the Orcs in hopes a finding a clue to Balur's Chasm and the God of Words.

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and shows them the Darkshine sword of virtue. With a thunderous yell they rode to battle the orcish horde before them, with Lord Oberon leading the charge. The long and bloody battle was harsh and brutal, but in the end Lord Oberon and his army stood victorious. Before Lord Oberon struck down the last Orc he inquired of the whereabouts of the God of Words, the orc pointed him in the direction of The Caves of Balur. Fatigued and weary Lord Oberon pressed on to the Caves of Balur with hope in his heart.  

The Power Of Lord Oberon:

The God bereft of Words

The God of Words have been kind to tell us every story and every details of Stormfall. Only those who have been able to gain the respect of God of Words live for eternity in the stories of told to the Sons and Daughters of Eldur and beyond.

The God of Words have told us of the many battles , the rise and the fall of Empires, the fight of Good against the forces of Evil but when he got the letter from the messenger of Balur, he had no words to explain the confusion and turmoil that stirred his soul.

The letter said the intention of Balur and the reason for his existence and the purpose he had been created. It was not something that the God of Words could fathom. The contents of the letter told the story started with the praise for God of Words and his conquests on the words beyond imagination. It then stated the introduction of Balur, the one we know as the Warrior of Darkness. It stated the tales of the vanquished, the tale of his people and his need to bring peace and harmony among his people. The tale of how they were forced out of their lands and how they tried to be at peace with the intruders and how it turned out to be a failure. The reasons for them attacking the realm and various establishment of the intruders who call themselves the Heroes of Stormfall.

The God's Chained Betrayal

The content of the letter was something that stirred the existence of Stormfall within the God of Words. He could not understand if Balur was just a circumstantial Evil or was Balur trying to use one more of his tricks to deceive him.

After days of turmoil within his soul, he finally decided to meet Balur and accept his invitation to visit the realms of Balur. The God reached the realm and was taken to Balur with respect. All he saw around was despair and poverty.

Then suddenly a chain snapped his hands and legs and a strap covered his face, the knights with him were slaughtered. The God of Words could not make a sound nor move his hand or fingers. Someone has sold his weakness to Balur and Balur has used against him. He was then taken to the Infinity Prison far inside the realm of Balur.

The news had to be sent to the Stormfall, the other Gods must be contacted to deliver the message.

The Age of War has Begun!!!!

The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special Artifact that makes all unit stronger while fighting the minions of Balur and says "This is what we have to eradicate the existence of Balur from the World of StormFall. My Lords and Ladies, we need all the Courage and Troops to make sure we have all that we need to accomplish this. This is not for one League, one Banner but it is against the Forces of Evil that has bereft us of all words and has tried to break the communication between us. This is the one effort that we need to free the God of Words that has helped us to preserve the life Cycle of StormFall through language, helped to to discover the lost Art and helped us train them to understand the aim that we plan to achieve and Unite StormFall against the evil"

With this he waves his hand and calls out his troops to march to the further corner of the realm.

The Blessing of God of Words

Suddenly the ground starts to tremble, the winds blows the dust all over the shiny armor, the dragons start to scream , the dragon riders find it hard to control the dragons, the bears start to snarl and the look in ever golem and demon seem to emit the anger inside them. The Sky fills with light and a beam of light falls to the ground as if it would tear the world apart. From the burning crater that feels like filled with hot lava a scroll rises. Lord Oberon unmounts his horse and moves towards the crater, the heat makes him sweat but he still continues towards the crater. Then a gust of wind blows and the scroll drops in front of the Lord Oberon. He picks up hoping it would be hot but feels cold as ice. The seal resembles the seal of God of Words. Now we free him from the Infinity Prison.

We have been Blessed!!!

The Scribe deciphered the scroll and explained it to Lord Oberon. It contained the way to free the God of Words. The plan had to be executed and soon. The Army has been gathered and the march to the end of Balur has started. The gates of the Chasm is visible, the sky filled with the Wrath of Weor and blasted the ogres, orcs and orcish raider from their guards. The gate is clear and the army marches in killing everyone in the path. The guards of the Infinity Prison are taken out by the Priestess and the WarLord's cleared the rest of them.

The God of War is Free Now!!!

The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special nod that indicated he wanted her.

The army divided revealing the young blonde half elf maiden garbed in leather armor. She walked gracefully to the side of her mounted Lord's steed. He smiled at her and gave a simple nod toward the orcs encampment. In one single fluid motion she drew a single black arrow, notched it on the bowstring, and pulled it back to aim. She let out her breath then focused for a moment before letting the arrow loose on its journey toward the orc chieftain; which found it's home in his right eye.

A blurred page

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

 The orcs were obliterated, but it was too easy. What were they doing here, so few and so far from Balur's trecherous dungeon? Searching through the ashes of their ravaged camp, a pikeman spotted a partially burned coffer. In it the orcs had a blurred page from the Book Of Gloom and Gloom Seal, one of the seven that keep the Infinity prison doors locked.  So it is true ....they are real .... the doors can be opened and the God of Words set free. The page must be desciphered fast, but first the Balur's trackers that have also spotted the orc camp needed to be eliminated. 

Without the past, our future is lost

Send your champions, your kings, and those would be.  But remember, no one holds the crown and sceptre for eternity without all of the sons and daughters of Eldur fighting to preserve our history! We must not veer from the path we started on so long ago or make the same mistakes as we forge through the bloody battle against Balur and his dark hordes into the future through the lands of Darkshine.

The God of Words holds the key to our future through our past. Our great deeds must never tarnish or fade over time. Stand with me now, the hour has come to take back what is ours!