Realm of Holocene, a Game of Thrones-esque world with fewer politics and more creatures. Mystical and Believable.
Aden El-Rahm, a young sellsword with a -cool, calm, and confident- demeanor who holds a debauchery secret, finds himself facing a fate...
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*Thoom! thoom! thoom!
The bell in the bell tower of the courthouse tolled very loud, its deep, resonant sound echoing through the village. Martin the mute, multitasked as the belltower watcher, continued to ring the bell with all his might, his arms a blur as he pulled on the rope.
The bell tower, standing tall and proud on the western facade of the courthouse, was a striking sight. Its sturdy pulley system with its securely embedded anchor weight served a crucial purpose, lifting the ready-to-assemble hwachas package and enabling the regular maintenance of the building to be done safely and efficiently.
"Harpies!" Ser Cedric shouted, his voice carrying across the courthouse. "The harpies are coming!"
Captain Willem rushed to the rooftop from the lower story of the courthouse, he saw the swarm of harpies closing in on the village from the northern horizon. He pulled out his retractable monoscope, his eyes fixed on the approaching danger.
"Everyone, man your stations!" he screamed, his voice ringing out across the rooftop. The ground unit could also hear him clearly.
"Get in position! move! move!" on the ground level, Corporal Knightly repeated the captain's orders, his voice firm and commanding.
Gilbert and the recon knights of the empire sprang into action, ready on the back of the hwachas aiming toward the incoming harpies. The captain and the corporal unsheathed their swords. the smuggler volunteers ready their arrows and bows. Old Man Jed quickly took cover at the bulkhead's entrance. Ready to repair the hwachas should they need it. Behind him was Oliver. The kid was nervous but ready to get into action.
They knew what to do, and how to defend the village against the harpies' relentless attacks. The men at arms scrambled to their positions, their weapons at the ready.
The villagers on the ground, once disorganized and vulnerable, now had the support of the knights and the volunteers. They felt a sense of relief and confidence, knowing that they had the professionals on their side. In addition, they also have experienced warriors such as Aden, Maeda, Hjalmar, Phil, and Ethan accompanied them.
Their days of terror must ended today.
Martin tirelessly pulled the rope of the bell from the ground below in the bell tower, his arms aching with the effort. Even the slow-witted mute knew that the harpies hated loud noises and he hoped that the bell's tolling would keep them at bay.
When the fight started, he was also responsible for delivering arrows to the rooftop unit, ensuring that they had a steady supply of ammunition to fend off the harpies' attacks.
Aden, Maeda, and Hjalmar, armed with spears and kite shields, stood in the courthouse front yard with the village's men. They were ready to defend the ground behind the barricade, their eyes fixed on the approaching swarm of harpies.
