A Life In The World Of Skyrim: BattleBorn

Facing A New Threat

"We need to take out those weapons, if we don't our soldiers will be torn to shreds." I said. "We don't even know where there at sir, so how are we supposed to take them out?" A soldier asked me. "Everyone find cover. We'll wait for the next shot to be fired. Watch for the direction it comes from, that'll be close enough for us to locate it." I said. "Falmer! Falmer are coming up the hill!" A soldier screamed as he ran up to the camp. I walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. Nearly three hundred falmer were making their way up to our encampment. "All the archers, I want you all ready to fire as soon as you see them in clear sight! Aim there, at the top of the steps! Anyone with a shield, get in front of the archers and kneel down. I want these elves kept alive! All the mages, set the ground on fire at the top of the steps, as soon as you see them step out I want it to rain arrows on them! Let's go! Before they reach the top!" I yelled. Everyone started scrambling to a position. The ground at the top of the steps burst into a giant fireball, leaving the ground on fire afterwards. Then, one after another, falmer charged straight towards us. The fire slowed them down, as they were preoccupied with it, the archers picked them off one by one. As the seconds passed, more and more were filling up our camp. At this time, the fire was put out from so many soldiers stepping on the ground. The falmer had shields, which made it harder for the archers to land a shot. I watched as they grew closer, and closer. I ran back into one of the tents and grabbed two steel swords. I had to help, or we would all surely fall.