Repentance

Part 4

"FIRE!" Catalyna shouted, her sword pointed toward the massive structure looming before them. It's ivory hued walls blackened and pock-marked with the munitions fire. Dents and chips decorated the behemoth of a structure as the trebuchets launched another volley of heavy boulders toward the building. The wind whipped violently, it was a turbulent and angry as the brush shook and lashed about. "Man the ram!" She ordered her troops. The Pact was buzzing to life, small legions of warriors all clamoring trying to find a way to crack the Bastion open. So far it's gate was holding, as was it's wall. Whatever magics that protected and shielded the place would have to be taken down. She scanned the ground looking for any signs on how to tackle such a puzzle. Her eyes widened and her breast swelled with excitement.

"I have it! You! Rodgers! Fetch me Captain Osada!" She ordered. The Man nodded his head and jogged off as quickly as his weary legs could carry him. "You and You!" She pointed toward a Sylvari and an Asura respectively. " I need Bergthorr Dawnsteel, and Bergdis Grimrdottir, and any other Norn Shaman you can muster!" She instructed. "Everyone else, assemble barricades! We need walls and protection, spread the word!"
Just as she finished instructing her group the Captain marched up, he was a weathered, grizzled man who looked like a crumpled up wad of paper which was plucked back out of the waste bin and smoothed back out across an edge of the table. "Reyes.. You better have something, the next shipment of supplies isn't due for another week and we are running low." He said, watching the woman with his one good eye.

"Sir. I do." She smiled, her features smudged from battle. "We need to counter their magic with our own." She began. The Captain's expression hard to read, he gave the girl a pensive stare while she explained her plan.