Excellent... truly excellent. In fact I think we might be able to start now. <3
*hugs all involved*
I'll have one more Slig character to help the quota fill up a bit more.
IC:
The Fortress, front gate
Muren sighed deeply, he could still hear the cries of pain and fear from his people. He felt like he was the only one left. Walking to the gate of the newly-formed defensive Fortress, he drew out his staff. Holding it up high above his head, he chanted, eyes closed. The trees and grass around him seemed to exhale, chanelling their energy into his staff. When Muren thought he had enough charge, he brought the staff to the ground, sending a huge, bright green light into the sky. It hovered there, high above the Fortress for any surviving allies to see.
The Barracks, private quarters
Veleno yawned loudly, and got up from his lounge chair. He'd just been relaxing, trying to think of how next to continue. There were a scarce few of his men left...
'#034! Get in here!' He shouted suddenly. The Slig, #034, ran to his master's call.
'Wassup, Colonel?'
'Set up some skylights, we need some more men. I can't send out for reinforcements, not right after our first seige on the barbarians... I'd be reguarded as a fool.'
#034 obediently bolted ouside, getting two red skylights and placing them at the gates of the Barracks, sending a blood-red glow throughout the whole base.