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White Silver Wolves Report One

Lt. Kandar's Northern Olaran Report

Lt. Kandar

Reporting to Captain Helt of the White Silver Wolves 3rd Company

Per orders, we had been gathering men in our own camp just south of Camp Wolfhaven. Preparations were completed by the 8th of Falling Ice 8th, 3126.

The company departed Camp Wolfhaven view the Tarnn road early on the 9th, and marched west until reaching Tarnn on the 13th. Camping outside the city.

Departing on the 14th, we turned north and reached the crossroads by the 17th. Camp west of Crossroads.

Departing on the 18th, we continued north, taking barracks at fort Bearheart.

Departing Bearheart on the 20th we turned west, following the Branosh road until the 21st, before turning south and west cross country. Weather poor, terrain soggy and snowed.

By the 27th, we reached the location of our base camp and established a perimeter. Dispatched pickets and videttes.

Single incident report. Videttes under command of PFC Drainar (dwarf) and PFC (Wanderkill) encountered and successfully repelled testing assault by forces of Darkness on or after the 13th hour of the 27th.

I and a fist of cavalry arrived in support and put to route they remaining enemy troops.

Special accommodation for Sarel for incapacitating and capturing an enemy combatant, a male werewolf.

Unit profile:
PFC Drainar (Command) (Dwarf)
PFC Wanderkill (XO) (Brinchie)
Sarel (Korindian)
Skoriss (Dregordian)


Edited: 18-Mar-2017

Adventures with Darkness

A Korindian's tale

3126, 28th of Falling Ice

With reflection, it’s becoming clear my line of work will continue to get steadily more difficult regarding skirmishes even if unintended with the denizens of darkness. Recruited into service within one of the newest extensions of the White Silver Wolves at the 8th of Falling Ice, I got to meet the stern, Captain Helt. A clan of decorated and wise warriors this did not surprise me, though the second in command Lieutenant Kander, admittedly a bit of a dandy from Galea striked me as callous to the soldiers. Tough love or detachment from high losses it was a task to ponder. In between long arduous treks from Tarnn to the crossroads and into Bearheart prior to passed the borders left little on gossip…barring apparently 101 ways to say butt plug; a peculiar lot.

Notified by the Lieutenant of whom I was assigned with, pride rarely affects my demeanor. Witnessing a few waving those mediocre Grayson Grey Rangers with immediate seniority in a mercenary company simply is irritating. A veteran sellsword has perhaps more experience as well as more versed thanks to the countless jobs they take and the competition faced all throughout. I suppose cannot hold the dwarf Drainor or Wanderkill the Brinchie with too much disregard. The Dregordian was a fascinating one..his name or language escapes me sadly…. Skorizzz.. Soriss… We venture farthest of the groups into enemy territory, engulfed in a forest. Luckily my talents in the Wilderness pulled off finely, building a fire that was as concealable as possible. The Dregordian complained about the cold…I argue being hidden was essential but it wasn’t my call.

Staking a claim for being less vulnerable, I headed upward on the trees where I settled for a decent lookout hidden in view and sleep safely. Slumber escaped a few hours in by the combination of wails perhaps of cats breeding and a feral beast. Being awaken with my eyes peering north indicated the Brinchie and Dregordian were out battling in all likelihood combatants from Shaya’nor. Stealth was the wise option for discretion, unable to really tell the state of those in the battle truth to be told. What however startled and broke my concentration where the appearance of two werewolves. Between mentally feinting them and parrying with my blades they left no scratches. I was growing to loathe these mutts, disemboweling one with my silver wooden blade carved by the Silvertree. The other was bludgeoning relentlessly into unconsciousness. It seemed appropriate in case the enemies hidden escape.

Though the signal made earlier by the spellcasting Drainor for reinforcements, more wolves sought me out likely for revenge. The multitude of my baneful battle with them involved fragments of my hair shredded off by dodging, narrowingly avoiding claws with little scratches adding up and strain in defending properly against them. One was larger than the numbers, potentially its leading Alpha like any canine pack. A flurry of lethal thrusts of my silvery blade plunged into them, pausing their advances slightly. My shoulder was clipped by its noxous claws, bleeding and in pain fueled with anger. Crying for assistance which wounded my pride but ensured living, the Dregordian who looked wounded appeared. It amazed me how much fighting prowess he possessed with his people’s polearm which shruck the numbers against me after myself forcing one back to the void.

Before seizing the opportunity to capture another, the accursed lizard slew the Alpha before I could capitalize on its weakened state prior to his arrival. Regardless one could not complain about living, the cavalry literally arrived with blood caking their lances. Before them was Lieutenant Kander. My own highlight excluding surviving was the bewilderment of having us capture a werewolf..most seeing them as just feral wolves standing upright. I wanted to dig the information out of him, but first it was double ration for a mission mostly successful.

By the Ascended and sod the void,

Sarel the Predator, Korindian warrior for hire and White Silver Wolf

White Silver Wolves Report Two

Driving in the pickets south of Crystal River

Lt. Kandar, commander 1st Platoon

Reporting to Captain Helt of the White Silver Wolves 3rd Company

Over the course of the the month of First Hunt, platoons of 3rd and 4th company have engaged the enemy on no fewer than a dozen skirmishes through Olaran territory south of Branosh. Only two major engagements occurred.

The First clearing the Branosh-Bearheart road on the 13th of First Hunt. The Second, a late month engagement on the 27th of First Hunt, 3rd was called out to prevent forces of Shaya’Nor from turning out left flank east of Branosh. Both engagements ended in a successful outcome for the White Silver Wolves.

From our encampment jut south of the Branosh-Bearheart road, our company, 3rd, broke out by Platoon (4 platoons). First Platoon, 3rd Company, under my direct command further deployed by squad (2 squads) and were deployed in direct advance of the army, by half a day’s march with orders to assess and scout the enemy positions south of the Crystal River.

We departed camp Golden Eagle 10th and proceeded north-east toward the Olaran/Camon border. There, the bulk of our forces encamped after squads 1st and 2nd scouted the ruins of the Olaran fortifications. Second Squad, 1st Platoon, of 3rd Company, led by RFC Zathras (goblin), member of the Long Recon Team, assessed the terrain. The only report, scavengers and battle pickers had been using the former Olaran fortifications as a makeshift camp. They scattered at our approach.

Our way clear, we established our Forward Camp in the Olaran ruins. One note, Humble (Ogre) of 2nd squad, 1st Platoon indicated that most of the Olaran graves had been dug out, indicating that the fores of Shaya’Nor had prepared large defenses to our north.

On the following morning, 16th of Golden Eagle, I broke my entire platoon out into squads, with the two squads from 2nd Platoon joining to recon north of our position in preparation for the army. Note: 1st and 2nd squads, 1st Platoon, 3rd Company were under command of Sgt Ironreich of Stahlheim. He directly commanding 1st squad, 2nd under command of RFC Zathras.

The skirmish line passed the Camon defensive ruins without incident and proceeded forward. about four hours into the march, some 10 miles north of our base camp, with Sarel (Korindian) on point, 2nd squad, 1st Platoon, 3rd Company was ambushed by a warband of Hobgoblins.

The beasts rushed from the woods, engaging Humble (ogre), RFC Torik (goblin), and Sarel (korindian). RFC Zathras took up a rear position. As the battle raged, more enemies, namely Shayakar archers began to target the engaged Wolves. Surrounded and outflanked, RFC Torik managed to convince/intimidate the Troglanesh into retreat leaving only the Shayakar.

However, the force was far larger than first assessed. Soon, Torik and Sarel were badly wounded, Humble battered, but unbowed. RFC Zathras continued to command, supporting with magic while Torik, Huble, and Sarel engaged the Shakayar. Unfortunately, as they made headway, reinforcements arrived and began to engage the scouts with ballista from cover further to the north.

Too engaged, and overpowered, RFC Zathras gave the order to retreat. Sarel, ignoring the order, attempted to capture the enemy commander, but was, in turn, captured. Down man, the remaining scouts successfully retreated back to command base, arriving almost into the 13th hour on the 16th of Golden Eagle.

The following morning, lead elements of the main force arrives, supplemented by Cavaliers from the Black Company, Wolfhaven Free Riders, Stahlheim, Olara, and Galea.

I am also pleased to note that, per Colonel Wolfhaven’s orders, the following promotions were awarded:

RFC Zathras was promoted to Corporal
RFC Torik was commendated for bravery
Humble joined the Rangers as a full Ranger.

As I write this, late 16th, lead elements of the combined White Silver Wolves force have engaged the pickets of the army holding the Crystal river fords.

Unit profile:
Corporal Zathras (goblin, Command)
RFC Torik (goblin, XO)
Sarel (Korindian)
Ranger Humble (ogre)

Torik Kusuta Report

To scout command of the White Silver Wolves. A copy made for Ranger command, to be filed at a appropiate time.

After action scout report by Ranger 1st class Torik Kusuta. 15th-17th Golden Eagle 3126
2nd in command of Ranger Corporal Zathras scout unit, of the White Silver Wolves.

I was by ranger command ordered to join the White Silver Wolves mercenary company, that was gathered on the mustering fields west of Forgehome. At the 15th day of Golden Eagle we were ordered to march north into the outskirts of Camon lands. In typical army scout formation. I was assigned to a small unit of warriors, a Korindian looking fellow named Sarel, thou he was using metal knives as weapons. A Ogre named Humble, seemed a bit inexperienced, but there is always something about there presence that make me feel more secure.
And then Zathras a goblin like myself, but with higher seniority, so he was assigned leadership of out group.

Our first sighting of the dangers we were going to contend with, was some hours north of the road between Branosh and Bearheart. Where we came across Olaran fortifications, or to be more correct, the ruins of fortifications. Some great fight had been happening there, and scavengers was picking the place clean. Scattering as we moved in. In the area there was also a Camon fortification, quite possible been subject to even greater destruction. No sign of the attackers or defenders. Zathras believing bodies and equipment to be taken, to be used by our enemy.

Through the night, those of great strenght and crafting ability, repaired what they could of the Fortification. Camping somewhat spread out, as making it more difficult for an enemy to surround and slaughter us in the cover of darkness. But we were not disturbed this night.

16th day of Golden Eagle, Sergeant Ironreich a dwarf from Stahlheim, ordered our outfit to scout out a certain part of the country side towards the Crystal river. Spreading out the many units across the Camon lands, so we would increase our chances in finding the enemy forces.

Group leader Zathras ordered Sarel to take the lead, as he is a great and stealthy scout. While our ogre Humble walked in the back of the formation with the rest of us.
Some hours into the day we had followed a small road northward, we were ambushed by enemy forces. Close to a brook I assume is connected to the River Crystal.
A big group of corrupted goblinesh armed with great axes attacked us straight on, they had hid well. And as we engaged this foe, we were attacked from the behind by accursed Shayakar Nightguards.

Humble showed why Ogres have such a great reputation, charging straight into the enemies, taking there blows in stride, while dealing out hurt himself.
Zathras unleashed powerful spells on our enemies, that had attacked from our rear. The screams of nightguards filling the air with knowledge, that our time was not at a end.
Sarel as myself took cover to begin with, but stood up to the fight as he was charged by great axes wielding Hobgoblins.
Several blows, spells and arrows was exchanged, death and wounds spread out amongst us all. Thou thankfully we kept to our feet.
I was able to convice the Hobgoblin leader, that we were envoys for a great Goblinesh leader. Here to talk with the enemy armies leadership, to cement a alliance.
Incredible enough, they bought into this ruse, and left the field of battle.

That meant we only had to contend with the Nightguard. And the battle was hard fought, our leader Zathras expending all his magical energy and beyond, to keep casting spells at the enemy. I was pleasantly surprised that he also knew the powerful spell of the Legendary Hero Ash Battle Preparedness. Which gave us all the protection and speed, that gave us the upper hand.

Regretfully i must inform command that Sarel was captured by the enemy, as he attempted to capture the enemy leader. It seemed the leader was capable of great feats himself, and I belive corporal Zathras has placed a request for having the scout unit reinforced, and to be allowed to enter enemy territory, to track down and free Sarel from his imprisonment.
Our wounded state, and the addition the enemy bringing ballistae crewed by professionel marksmen onto the field, we were forced to retreat, so we could report our findings.

Humble the mighty was capable of capturing one of the Shayakar nightguards alive. And should be in custody of the White Silver Wolves. This in spite of the dangers of the Ballista. After this event, we were able to retreat to safer areas. And as we moved back to camp, we were met with somewhat depressing site, as most scout units had been hit hard.
But it did mean we got a fairly accurate picture of enemy movements, and it is my hope, that all this knowledge, will pave the way for a great campaign against darkness.

17th day of Golden Eagle, the day after our scout foray, we had been almost healed. 
We were greeted by Captain Helt, army command and scout command. Group leader Zathras was promoted to Corporal, even thou he objected claiming he was a failure, because of our loss of fighting brother Sarel. I believe it is very deserving, as he was fundamental for the units survival.
I was put up for recommendation by ranger command, but chances are that letter will disappear in the vast amounts of communiques a war generally generates.
Humble was given the honour of joining the ranks of the Grey Rangers, fully deserved in my estimation.

We were also honoured with the sight of the army, that was moving into camonere.
At least a 1000 troops of mixed types was gathering.
According to Corporal Zathras there were the following troops.

Darkness is like a heavy fog on the land. Dispelled by the bright and warm light of the sun.

Ranger 1st class
Torik Kusuta.

Sarel Report

{{ He exhausted and beaten hence much smaller report}}

Body battered, bleeding.. I do not recall where I am going, but the sensation of getting dragged across soil is fresh with the marks quickly enveloping my body. Fading between consciousness in between going to their base of operation in this region, I leave a report if it’s ever recovered. By the abyss, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go…hubrus ruining me in this occasion.

Golden Eagle 10th -

The 3rd and 4th company are marching north into Camon, bypassing the Northern Goblinesh Gather. Frequent stops were made in the area… and the occasional raids in the area. Eeery Quiet as suspected as we reached closer into Camon where the hordes of darkness have laid claimed despite best efforts to suppress.

15th -16 th Golden Eagle 3126 Early Morning of 16th

Defensive fortifications were practically shattered, the area is barely on hold. Ominous feeling..the dread of darkness as akin to them. Pulling up near the Olaran fortification up ahead with other fellow scouts. Fewer bodies than expected but that be the nature of Darkness. Camonere defenses looked meager…a folly for the design they favor instead of durability. 0500 hours…again another ranger is decided to be in command, my own capabilities again being demeaned by them. Though some feint of a company…masking their favoritism would be better versus this slight to the actual mercenaries of merit with more field Fortifications ahead looked demolished. Even the Ogre Humble suggesting I belonged to them..digged deeper into my core, uncharacteristic…probably something to contain harder in the future.

16th of Golden Eagle Afternoon

Sent north following with Sergeant Ironreich, our scouts spot someone in the horizon near the bushes . Troglanesh appear before us, the rest surrounding the newcomer Humble with one leaping forward passed the boulder of cover, carving into my body with a Great Axe. I recovered with some bruises, with the Ogre usefulness demonstrated by a volley of axe slashes and arrows from the south striking for them. The CO Zathras, clearly underestimated by ally and foe alike unleashes his own volleys of condensed essence into multiple Shayakar whom arrived. Torik despite distress and the numbers they wielded…..deserves more respect than most. This one armed goblin negotiated the Troglanesh to leave the area…perhaps though unknown with my current condition…might have allowed them to escape.

Flowing with intense anger and the magic of Zathras, I unleashed one of my rare bottles of explosive consequences… higher quality with shrapnel of white silver which only a few are willing for the price it entailed. Half of the Shayakar close by were shredded immediately, the rest taking no liking to my tactics. Blades and arrows weakened me..but I would not relent in the pressure. I would get the commander. Ignoring my surroundings barring more shayakar killed by the magi…I reached him. Feinting him then slashing…they were not meant to be. All I can recall was the blow to the head to counter my attack….soon leaving the battlefield. If I do not ever give out another report..know I have no regrets. I took as many denizens of darkness, flame, and true evil even if it compromised my soul.

With Regards,

Sarel the Predator

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