The Lands of Ladder Slasher lay quiet. There is a feel of waiting in the air.
The corpses of would-be heroes litter the ground in droves.
Monsters run alone, yet are so thick they make one great pack.
Overseen by the great Pink Unicorn, and boundless in their malevolence, the monsters seek new prey.
Suddenly, the silence is shattered by the sound that makes even the hardest monster tremble.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM BOOM! BOOM BOOM!
The war drums have started, the call to arms has arrived.
The mighty Empire has faltered, and it's advance has slowed nearly to a stopping point.
The armies of Desolation, known for their great carnage, while still fighting, have been slowed to a snail's pace by the monsters' fury.
Those we Trust, known for having the bravest, strongest, most fearless leaders in the land, have fallen back.
But one army remains, and they have signaled the advance.
Specialists in siege, always guarding eachother's backs. Trained in the lethal arts since childhood, these brave soldiers have forced the fear and respect of the hoards that await.
Each man, equipped as a god, or a peasant, driven by an insane devotion to the mother of all, Death, is in and of himself, worth an army of monsters. Each man has caused more death screams from the vile, filthy, putrid hordes than the Pink Unicorn cares to consider.
This Army, the Elite, the Best of the Best, INTRASIEGE, has pounded it's drums.
The Call To War has begun...
This is a challenge to this guild. This week, by Sunday, let's get a minimum of 30 guild points. If possible, let's shoot for 65. Let's show the rest of these pansy-ass potters, cabinet makers, and sideline geeks what it means to be soldier.
This post was edited by InsaneBobb on May 7 2007 09:51am