The Army Of The Dead - Hands burst from the ground, flesh torn and falling off. Screams of dead soldiers pierce the assassin's ears.
Sothe raises his hands an shouts with great joy, "Behold! The undead army of whom will slaughter the royal knights and burn Swordhaven to the ground!"
The undead run off into the surrounding forests of burnt trees, most of which slowly recovering from what seems to have been a large forest fire. David turns around and faces Sothe,
"My Lord, why only send them? Why are we not going? You cannot simply entrust Swordhaven's fall to those....those things!"
"David, calm yourself, Swordhaven's fall is imminent and inevitable, but we have other things to attend to. Macian will handle Swordhaven with his mages. Zane is not in Swordhaven at this moment, he is in Skullholme at this very moment talking about some deal with Gravelyn."
Drake drops on his ass and interupts "So what does that have to do with anything?"
"With the the mages and undead assaulting Swordhaven, the nobles will be in a panic and demand Zane back. He only has a small group of knights with him, or as my scouts report. So we will intercept at the Neverglades, they will be routed or forced to retreat back to Shadowfall."
Sothe turns around and walks into the fortress, just before he slams the door he yells back "We leave at dusk! Prepare your men!"
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Alteon sits atop his throne and listens to a man report of the impending attack. Men in formal white clothes stand on both sides of him. One of them shoves the messenger to the floor as he panics and faces Alteon.
"Demand that fool Zane back here now! That little idiot you call a general dares leave us defenseless!"
"Calm yourself! We are not defenseless! We still have men, and weapons, we can still fight!" Alteon roars.
The noble's face grows red "You dare talk to me that way! You foolish child! If you think, that you will send our great nation to hell only because you are too idiotic to send word to Zane!"
Alteon stands and the noble rips out a dagger, the others rush out of the room "Sit down you dastard! You!-" the noble points to a soldier "-go send word to Zane NOW!" The guard stands still.
Alteon picks up his sword and points at the noble "Guards arrest the man, he shall stand trial for treason and crimes against the king of Swordhaven!"
The guards grab hold of the noble and drag him out, the noble drops his dagger and yells "You will pay! I shall show you pain you foolish man!"
Alteon sighs and sits back down, sets his sword down and mutters "Send word to Shadowfall, Skullholme, Zane must report back to Swordhaven immediately."
With that the guards leave the throne room.
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Zane, a grown man in bright blue armor with a gold designs, and a long white cape dragging of the floor. His golden hair blows as the wind blows, and his eyes bright blue eyes shine in the dark light of Skullholme. He stands at a table aside Gravelyn outside a small fort in northern Skullholme. Gravelyn holds out her hand to shake and says "I think you will be satisfied with the preparations I have made."
"I hope so as well" Zane replies.
Behind them an entire army of undead soldiers stand in formation ready to march.
"Lets hope these extra troops will help Swordhaven better defend itself." Zane states as the undead soldiers begin marching east, followed by Zane.
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Sothe rides on a horse ahead of a large army of assassins north to the Neverglades. The Swordhaven Onslaught has begun.


.....(Epic suspense music play now)