Clashing Steel

Preface

Heavy footsteps rang through the long hall matching the loud breathing of the warrior trying her hardest to make it to the high elven council before the battle began. As she ran the large gold pillars standing next to the council room doors came into view. She came to a halting stop in front of the shining doors frantically knocks. The door bursts open as guards run past her like she wasn't ever there. The warrior walks in the room needing to find General Nero. The General stood next to a wall with a map of their country Frulell filling the wall from corner to corner. The western side colored gold for their army and the eastern side colored sliver for the lowden elf army.

General Nero was a handsome elf with his golden skin, short white hair and dull sapphire eyes. His white beard reaching his shoulders brushing his armor as he turned his head to look at the warrior. "Speak" was all the general said as he turned back towards the map.

"Sir. A message from the front. Captain Labo needs more soldiers. He believes we will lose this battle unless he gets more soldiers down on the front. Even with our magic the lowden elves have found a way to beat us." The warrior got out as fast as she could. This was the last leg of the civil war they had entered and the high elves were losing.
"Not possible" the general spoke. He wasn't a elf of many words. He looked at the warrior with his sapphine eyes. " Get me my neice Joséphine" with that he was done talking.