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File Description |
| WarLord_Designs |
Posted on 03/10/06 @ 08:16 AM
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| Map Size: |
400x400 (Large) |
| Difficulty: |
Hard |
Minimap:
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The sound of toads and moist boots deep in mud echo outward into the black of night, the moon is full this night and our path, though treacherous is well lit. The reeds waver in the cool breeze along with the warm marsh bellow, as the pits of oil bubble monotonously an eerie fog gathers and floats low on the ground acting as a shroud for the hazards bellow.
Dead trees stand silent and are unmoving, their bark is black as suttee and their skeletal arms carry thorns-sharp and cruel. Only the occasional hoot of the owls that perch in these canopies of death waken the men, momentarily bringing them back on guard. Soon as always they return to their drab march, heads hang low as if by a thread they hold.
The wind is cold and our march long, my feet are sore and blistered, my shoes-old skin-do little to shelter from the sharp rocks and thorns that lay abundant on the ground. Better we be dead than on this march, ironic that soon most shall, those in command sit high on their horses and scan the endless dark, what do they know of life and hardship, nothing, nothing. We come to halt, and again we snap from our daze, what is it this time I wonder, surely no enemy, for if it is I would gladly lay down my arms and surrender, be it to the enemy or death itself. No it is no enemy, at last some favour, we can rest, this is where we will camp.
I find myself here, cold on the floor in desperate need for rest, yet I cannot. My mind ceases to rest; memories and ideas run through my mind, I am tired yet I cannot sleep. The soldiers who lie besides me move restlessly in their sleep, dreams on their minds, happy times. I have no such luck this night my thoughts are only of my wife, my child, they are safe yet I fear for them, like all in this world they too must answer to the call of their masters. I am not more than a simple farmer, my ideals are simple and yet I now like many find myself in this cold and distant place. My love is with them; my only wish is that I too could be. I close my eyes. Soon it will be morning.
‘To arms you pathetic rabble, on your feet I want you all armed and ready to move as soon as the order is given,’ comes the screams from those who sit high on their horses, those who no nothing of life and of hardship.
The sun as always rises, and again we are on the move, this time the light is not gold nor does it warm our soles. Instead the light shines out white rays, as though we march to our death and destruction, the light filters and slithers like a serpent over the land and glistens off rocks and moist holes in the ground. Cold and hungry we march under the orders to which we are expectant, better to march as free men then as free men in shackles.
Not long after we are told to stop, the cavalry are given an order to circle around and attack from the north, some distance away. The faces of the men are bleak and lifeless, as though their souls have been ripped of them. There will be no inspiring war cry from our generals, only the high stench of moist ground and the whistle of the wind as it passes through the trees. In front of us the high wall cliff, jagged and hard, the shrubs that grow below it are dark and cruel in appearance, they carry purple flowers, like the insects these plants lure soon we, I fear, will like them meet our end.
Soon the order comes and like ants we cluster into arranged groups, as we march though the cliff sides cut into our flesh, the salt filled air does little to ease our pain. Soon light becomes more abundant and we find our selves on level plain, the ground is covered in hard stone and dry shrubs. The pass from which we came howls as the wind passes through and the men look weary and despondent. ‘We’re doomed, it’s the devils pass I tell you’, came the whispers from behind me. I thought not of it, I closed my eyes. My wife and son are smiling at me, I feel warm inside and the pain is gone, by death or glory, I know I will see them again.
The enemy sits high in their towers awaiting their fate as do we, now the battle will begin. Before the order is given the land goes quiet, a warm scent seems to float around me, the breeze drops a single white flower from the sky. ‘Charge!’ and so we entered the Devil’s Pass.
Thanks for the story Alexus
As always guys thoughts are welcome and im always around if you need help. The full instructions are in the read me file included with the map and are pretty important.
Thanks and happy gaming!
WL_D |
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BrandonLavoie
(id: brandonlavoie) |
Posted on 03/10/06 @ 02:33 PM |
| Darkslave Master |
Posted on 03/10/06 @ 03:25 PM |
| Dougleass |
Posted on 03/10/06 @ 11:37 PM |
| Darkslave Master |
Posted on 03/11/06 @ 07:14 AM |
| Jasper Tudor |
Posted on 03/11/06 @ 08:04 AM |
| Darkslave Master |
Posted on 03/11/06 @ 09:02 AM
3rd try, started a village, left my army just stand around and got the crap beaten out of me (again!)
what am i doing wrong?????? |
WarLord_Designs
File Author |
Posted on 03/11/06 @ 11:09 PM
You are a rebel force. You have a fortifed area in which to bulk up your army and a secondary quest to get rienforcments which is clearly told in the story. This map is labeled hard for very good reason but let me help you out :).
The area you start off at is very safe and so the invasions should not even kill any of your troops if you position the crossbows and archers in the right areas. Gather wood quickly to make walls and make sure you don't lose any men. there will always be an entrance to your general (king) because i havent let you build gates but you really need to focus on getting some walls up early on.
Seeing as many wouldnt have bothered with the readme i included, there are also invasions which are other rebels striving for glory on the battlefield.
Its hard but ive finished it, it just takes some thinking and well built walls. Remember you souldnt lose any heavy units if you wish to succeed.
Arthus |
| black_sabat |
Posted on 03/12/06 @ 04:56 AM
i will rate this map soon [Edited on 03/12/06 @ 04:57 AM]
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WarLord_Designs
File Author |
Posted on 03/12/06 @ 09:25 PM
I look forward to your review, hope you beat it though ;)
Arthus |
| Darkslave Master |
Posted on 03/13/06 @ 07:02 AM |
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HGDL v0.8.2 |
| Rating |
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| 4.9 | | Breakdown |
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| Playability | 5.0 | | Balance | 4.7 | | Creativity | 5.0 | | Map Design | 5.0 | | Story/Instructions | 5.0 |
| Statistics |
| Downloads: | 2,375 |
| Favorites: [] | 0 |
| Size: | 1.10 MB |
| Added: | 03/10/06 |
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