Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31 
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Aug 29, 2019 6:44:06 GMT -8
The forces of the Bergland, led by Count Elric, are bivouacked at Tauenberg Pass. To the north is the small village of Tauenberg itself, and to the south lies the Badlands. Despite the fact that the area is swarming with greenskins, the roads cutting through the Badlands offer a quick route for traders and travelers alike. Mercenaries find good work protecting those merchants willing to pay for their services.
There are some in the Empire who believe a roving band of greenskins ambushed and killed the Emperor. Count Elric remains skeptical, but an offensive against a rumored greenskin uprising would do much to ease unrest, and may even provide answers; it would also serve to garner the Bergland's Elector some credibility and prestige. For this reason the 'crippled' elector count has led his forces to Tauenberg Pass in an attempt to crush any hopes of a united greenskin warband.
The purple-laden banners of Augendorf sway in the light breeze. The sun creeps over the eastern peaks of the mountains on its daily journey across the heavens. The otherwise cloudless sky offers no indication of rain or unwanted weather.
Count Elric sits atop his black stallion, inspecting a company of knights before him. They are covered in steel plate, crafted by the finest smiths in Augendorf, and wield great zweihanders. Time and time again the Bergland greatswords have acted as shock infantry in the Empire's army, charging with zealous intent and cutting a bloody swathe through the enemy in the name of their Count and their Emperor. While each man owned a mount, the Berglanders were more accustomed to fighting on foot and so their steeds were used primarily for transport.
Satisfied with their appearance, Elric congratulated the company's captain and the men were allowed to return to their pitched shelters. The Count had sent letters to his fellow electors and hoped allies would arrive and help crush any probable greenskin insurrection.
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Aug 29, 2019 20:30:04 GMT -8
The men under Lieutenant-Colonel Franz Junger had been marching for days now. The Imperial Army was stretched ever thinner, it's massive size not so impressive given the territory it had to cover and the amounts of combat it had to see, not to speak of the amount of garrissons necessary for the functioning of the Imperium. But, they had to answer Count Elric's call to war. If they were seen to be unable to even respond to the the demands of an Elector to slay a greenskin incursion then they would show weakness and many would suddenly get... Ideas.
So they sent a force that was most likely far less than what Elric was expecting but far more than could be afforded. There were a hundred men with billooks, protected by sallet helms, brigandines, plate vambraces and gloves, chainmail legs and sabatons and given a sidearm of a katzbalger blade. With them came fifty Swordsmen, given zweihanders and plate armour from head to belt leaving legs bare to let them charge the enemy faster and a rapier at their hips should they enter fierce close combat with goblins or other unarmoured foes. There were two caeroballistae present with harder horses and armoured crews, and a single twoed ballistae with likewise well protected engineers given falchions as self defence. Sixty crossbowmen were present, their crossbows using a crannequin design to maximize the rate of fire while not sacrificing the power of a crossbow, and each man carried a dagger with buckler lest close combat be forced. They wore full plate over chainmail and a gambeson from head to toe in a addition to a pavise shield on their backs, the unit an Imperial standard intended to flawlessly annhillate any missile infantry that an enemy may present. Finally, a force of a hundred horsemen was present, them bearing a frontal cuirass, an armet helmet, and chainmail Bardin for their horse's head they went into battle bearing an arming Sword, a crossbow and a heavy lance, the combination of arms and armour intended to forge the unit into a jack of all trades force capable of acting as both shock and skirmisher cavalry.
The force came to Elric's camp in the evening. They were tired, and hungry as their logistical wagons were several nights ago plundered by bandits. But the march had to go on, lest a general decimate the force.
Just barely walking, Franz made his likewise emaciated men form up for inspection as best as he could awaiting the arrival of the Elector to put the men to respite. |
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Sept 2, 2019 5:05:26 GMT -8
Shortly after the recent inspection Elric observed the arrival of Franz Junger and his forces. "I am pleased at your arrival," he said to the Lieutenant-Colonel, approaching him on horseback. Were he on foot he may have stumbled and made an embarrassment of himself, for the mere actions of his day had already fatigued him. "I am Count Elric of Bergland. You are the first, and no doubt the only reinforcements we shall receive." Despite this misfortune Elric would not waver, and he would face these greenskins with whatever force he had at his disposal.
Noticing the weary state his allies were in, Elric pointed at the road leading north to Tauenburg. "I've had convoys moving back and forth delivering supplies. Your men may rest, and the quartermaster can provide them with food, supplies, and other essentials."
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Sept 2, 2019 13:45:42 GMT -8
The Officer nodded gratefully at Elric stating he was pleased the men arrived, falling to one knee. He did his best to make it look as though it was a gesture of humility but in truth it was quite simply starvation and exhaustion striking from two sides. "It is an honour to serve." The old soldier said, hair usually impeccably groomed falling past either ear.
He mustered all the strength he could to stand, meeting the gaze of the Elector as he pondered the nature of the reinforcements. "My apologies Lord. These are all the General gave, but they're good troops. Not veterans as a whole but most have seen combat at least once, and well equipped too." It most likely would not be a satisfactory explanation, Franz thought. But it was all he could give to explain why the Regency Council didn't authorize the General to give the Lieutenant Colonel any more men.
"Thank you, m'Lord." he said. "We'll rest and eat, when should we again form ranks for the march? I presume there will be a strategic meeting to discuss how the invaders are to be dealt with?"
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Sept 13, 2019 11:37:06 GMT -8
"Aye," Elric answered him, "see to your men if you need to, and meet me in main tent when you are ready. We plan to march at noon."
Franz Junger would have some time to tend to his soldiers in the remaining hours of the morning. Meanwhile, Elric was assisted in getting down from his horse and seated inside his tent, where there gathered captains of his regiments and scouts. When Franz arrived he would find Elric listening to the most recent reports of his scouts.
"Lieutenant-Colonel!" Elric greeted the man with eagerness. "Please, take a seat." The Count passed along a parchment with a rough-scrabbled map drawn on it - the work of his scouts. "There's a defensible bend in the river just south of here; we can reach it in a couple of hours and set up camp there. I'd wager large gatherings of greenskins are scattered across the wilds south of the river. They conduct their raids here in the north before retreating across that river, which covers their tracks and allows them to evade any would-be pursuers.
"Our vanguard will certainly face raiders on the march south, so expect minor skirmishes. It won't be long before our presence reaches the other greenskins... and it is my hope they consolidate and attempt a stand, so we can destroy their army altogether."
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Sept 14, 2019 15:24:29 GMT -8
"Thank you, thank you M'Lord I'll be but a moment!" Franz said, quickly hobbling off to rest with his men. He made sure to make sure they didn't gorge themselves lest they die of over-feeding syndromes and then went to sleep. After his nap Franz was still tired but in contrast to his state a few hours back he was with the strength of a horse.
He awoke at the tug of one of his Feldwebels and looking at the sky he understood it was time to go. The fellow splashed his face with water before drinking the rest of the skin and then quickly combed down his hair. With that done he entered Elric's tent with his adjutant and took the offered seat, nodding to the assembled company.
Elric began to speak, and Franz pulled out a quill with parchment to take notes upon to make a quick outline of the Count's strategy. "Simple enough m'Lord, I see no flaws in this plan. I take it you want to bait them into fighting just outside of the encampment where our forces will be most rested and be ready to return for a change of steed, munitions or medicine if needed? Beyond that, my men and I are prepared to go but when we arrive we'll still need a few hours to finish resting given we now haven't had a chance to recover from our hungered journey."
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Sept 14, 2019 17:01:25 GMT -8
"In a perfect world," the Count replied, "the greenskins would break upon our ramparts like waves on a rocky coast. But I do not think we will be so lucky. The encampment is merely the most defensible position that we know of at this time; once established there we will send out scouts to better understand the terrain and go from there."
If that was all, the Count would dismiss the little council and began preparations to move out. There were over three-hundred men in Franz Junger's force, roughly equal to the approximate four-hundred mustered by Elric.
There were two-hundred Bergland Knights; these fearsome shock troops wore plate armor and carried zweihanders; each owned a mount, but the steeds were used for transport and as pack animals, for they preferred to fight on foot. Accompanying them were one-hundred light horsemen, who were mostly used for scouting, communication, and screening; they were armed with gambesons, falchions, kettle helms, and crossbows. There were fifty Vessian crossbowmen: mercenaries armed with their own assorted arms and armor, but all of them carried crossbows. Finally, a handful of engineers had been brought to camp by Elric.
It would take a short while to disassemble the camp. In the meantime, Elric received reports from his scouts: a raiding party had been spotted nearby. There was no way the main force could meet them before they crossed the river, but if a vanguard was sent out...
A courier was sent to Franz Junger, and he would be offered the chance to lead the vanguard. The vanguard could consist of only those troops who had access to mounts, and no infantry - unless transport was found - could come along.
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Sept 17, 2019 12:14:25 GMT -8
The Lieutenant Colonel laughed at Elric's summation of the situation, nodding in concurrence. "Very well, Sir. I'll go to prepare the men." He said, standing up and brushing himself off before leading his adjutant back to the State Troops.
Once more Franz tried to get a little sleep, getting what one could at best call a cat-nap while the soldiers on his command prepared to go off. Again a Feldwebel woke with a tug on his shoulder, handing him a missive from the Elector Count. He read through it, and stood up to prepare. He wasn't going to deny the honour, and he knew that he was most likely given it for a reason anyway. He donned his helmet, raising the visor so he troops could distinguish him. He got together the intermediate horsemen he brought with him and the two caerroballistae, before going to rendezvous with the Elector's horsemen. They were a fairly formidable force altogether, but they would not be able to make any sort of decisive action by themselves. At most, they would be able to quickly run down any warmachines or foot-skirmishers the enemy had.
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Sept 18, 2019 5:39:13 GMT -8
Count Elric loaned the Lieutenant-Colonel seventy-five of his light horsemen. When Junger had mustered his men and merged the Bergland Light Horsemen into his own troupe he would be ready to set out.
Directly south was a wide open plain where the view was only obstructed by grassy hills. If Junger decided to keep moving south the vanguard would eventually see forests that hindered their view - but this was the course that the main army would be taking in a few hours.
Alternatively he might take a more easterly/southeasterly route where the grass and vegetation became greener, and thicker, and where numerous small rivers ran south into the main river. Sparse woodland dotted these riverlands.
The other option was a westerly/southwesterly trek where the hills were far more pronounced where they lined the base of the western mountains. Thick forests and narrow passes made the area perfect for ambushes.
Would Franz seek raiders in the south? Or did he think they were more in the east, where the terrain and vegetation could sustain their small bands? Perhaps the raiders preferred taking the western routes where the forests and mountains could hide their movements...
Whatever he decided, scouts would keep in touch with the main body and Elric would shadow his movements a couple of hours behind.
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Sept 25, 2019 21:49:11 GMT -8
As the State Troops united with the Elector's men, they would form with the slightly more armoured heavy skirmishers of the State troops making an outer perimeter of the column whereas the caerroballistae and light horsemen would be put in the centre in case of ambush. Junger himself rode at the front of the column for the morale of the men, but he made sure he had men at either side to catch any potential arrows.
They decided to go the same route as the main army would. True, the enemy would most likely be on the road less traveled but Franz felt it was more important to make sure the infantry would not be run down whilst moving to their future campsite rather than making some sort of daring first assault. The Empire wasn't built on risky moves. Well... perhaps it was, but it was not maintained by them and to have a collapse of Imperial stability in the region because an army was routed whilst traveling from different campsites would most likely earn the Lieutenant-Colonel a beheading.
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Sept 27, 2019 10:28:42 GMT -8
The vanguard led by Junger made good progress southward. The open grasslands were not populated by men of the Empire so there were no main roads, but the terrain posed no hindrance to the mobile force. The southern woodlands came into view more and more, and the rolling hills that occupied the plains began to flatten.
Many of the men were no doubt keeping an eye on their surroundings, so when a lone figure appeared just over the ridge of a hill southeast, there must have been some change in noise amongst the column.
The figure was some ways off, but visible enough that he could be identified. It was a greenskin alright, riding atop a fierce warg. The filth got a good sight of Junger's men and turned away to ride out. He was a scout, perhaps, or even a forager or straggler. A raiding party may be hiding just on the other side of the hilltop...
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Oct 1, 2019 9:14:30 GMT -8
The travels of the group were fairly calm for now, and for now no ambush seemed to be awaiting them. The Lieutenant-Colonel lit up a pipe to steady himself, knowing much of his future career. He was a veteran, making his way to his officer's position all the way from his early conscription. Yet over all the years he had not lost his fear. These were not many men, and if the greenskins surrounded them then there was no way they would be able to escape. Even a force half their size unmounted would be sufficient to wipe out this column if positioned properly.
Franz raised his visor a little higher to wipe some sweat from his forehead, when his eyes caught a glimpse of what he quickly identified as a foe. Hearing muttering and insults from his men Commander Junger understood something had to be done. He raised his hand and a whistle, ordering three of his heavy skirmishers to ride out over the Hilltop and launch some crossbow bolts into the back of the fleeing beast so it did not relay a message to it's leader. If there was indeed an ambush on the other side, then the death screams of five of his soldiers would be enough to warn him to prepare for battle.
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Oct 6, 2019 9:32:36 GMT -8
Franz' skirmishers reacted without hesitation and propelled themselves forward. As they crested the ridge of the hill the whole group of them would have a clear shot at the greenskin. Though the warg was quick, the skirmishers bolts were quicker, lodging themselves in the rider.
Unfortunately, the orc had drawn a horn hanging from his side and began to blow into it just prior to being fatally struck. A weak but definitely audible alarm was sounded, alerting the rest of his vile ilk nearby. From where the skirmishers were they made out a wooded area, not far away, and in the direction of where the scout was headed.
Birds, previously roosting in the canopy, scattered into the air as the woodland began to shake at the cacophony of alarmed greenskins. Raiding parties were not generally large, and they favored mobility, so Franz could expect a small force of orcs and goblins lacking armor, probably assisted by warg mounts like the scout.
There was enough time for the skrimishers to alert Franz, and enough time for the Lieutenant-Colonel to give orders to meet whatever challenge erupted from the forest.
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Oct 15, 2019 6:32:13 GMT -8
Franz's men didn't die, having done their duty and survived. But they hadn't done their duty as well as he had expected. From his position he was able to hear the horn of the vile beast and while he quickly prayed that it would be a vain last attempt of the greenskin to save itself, it seemed it really did have friends nearby. The flight of birds clearly meant there was more than just a few in the woods. He rode forth to examine the scene, before deciding on his orders.
His heavy skirmishers would form a wide line at the hilltop two ranks long so that the approaching greenskins would face several volleys approaching them until close enough for a counter-charge with lances to clean up what was left. They were divided into two widths as well so the caerroballista could be wedged between them to skewer whole lines of the foe, and the light-horsemen were placed on the far right flank of the force. They were placed just below the hill-top out of view of the greenskins as they would approach the heavy skirmishers so that they could perform an unexpected flank from the side with their own withering fire.
The men of the Lieutenant Colonel were in formation and so he drew his sword. Now, the wait.
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Oct 29, 2019 8:21:52 GMT -8
What the greenskins lacked in clever planning and strategy they made up for in cunning and brute force. But the element of surprise was not on their side, and so they resorted to a full-blown charge. The army tearing out of the forest was largely disorganized, but the massed mess could still pack a considerable punch.
But Franz was no fool. His heavy skirmishers broke up the charge with their volleys, and the greenskins suffered all the worse as they tried to meet them uphill. The caerroballista ripped through the ocean of green and complemented what the skirmishers had achieved. The force that the lancers would meet was only a remnant of some lightly armored mounted raiders that had erupted from the forest. But they were greenskins, and so were stubborn. All that remained now was butchery.
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Franz Junger
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Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Nov 2, 2019 15:55:30 GMT -8
"First rank fire! Second rank fire! Reload! All ranks fire! Charge!" The foe clearly lost momentum with the volleys, the first two delayed between ranks so that the same bolt wouldn't hit the same enemy to insure maximum casualties while the third was made with only both ranks having reloaded to insure as much of an instant shock to the enemy as possible. Franz didn't risk a fourth volley lest the enemy catch the men with their pants down and so they instead went on a counter charge.
The enemy was clearly not prepared for this, and even less prepared when Franz blew a whistle to have the light horsemen emerge from the side to catch those the initial charge didn't manage to get. As the enemy was cleared up the Lieutenant-Colonel searched side to side for any greenskin trying to escape the melee and he would bark a random order to distract the soldier trying to kill them. With the main force done he would ride over to the most Senior ranking of the light horsemen, and ask him to send a few men in pursuit of the fleeing greenskins. They were only to fire if their chase went on too long (they were to use their professional judgement for that) or if it looked like they were approaching some sort of camp the greenskin could relay its information to. They were then to carefully remember the path the vile creature took so it could be retraced and with some hope a party by night's darkness could inflict much havoc upon them.
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Nov 19, 2019 4:40:15 GMT -8
A makeshift greenskin camp did reside in the forest. If anyone had searched it they might find captives collected during the greenskin raid, but aside from that nothing of importance. Any sentries who may have been standing guard had already scurried away after the small raiding party was ridden over outside the forest. Similarly, those greenskins who did manage to flee were ridden down or impaled by crossbow bolts.
The engagement was short and successful. It was a by-the-book vanguard action that cleared the way for the main force, and ensured Franz Junger was heading in the right direction. The captives were escorted back towards the previous encampment, and than to civilization.
A couple of hours passed before Elric and the main body arrived, and after a short conversation the re-combined party advanced further towards the river.
Elric's intended destination came into view another couple of hours later. The winding river cut east to west, and at one point cut sharply southward before bending back north and continuing west. It was within this bend that the Allies would make their camp, for it was surrounded by a natural moat on three sides.
Elric gave orders to the men to begin constructing stockades, and ordered his cavalry to find a spots on the river that were shallow enough to allow a crossing. Scouts were also sent out to investigate the surrounding area and probe for the main greenskin army.
"Franz," Elric approached the Lieutenant-Colonel on horseback once he was finished issuing orders. "I want to thank you again for your vanguard action," he would say. "Has it been long since your last engagement?" The Count was clearly interested in the man's previous exploits concerning warfare.
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Nov 23, 2019 17:39:41 GMT -8
Imperial steel had won the day, the men Franz sent out returning with intelligence and kills to their name for which he could only utter thanks to the father above. He took stock of the casualties, making sure none of the fallen were left behind and that their equipment would be returned to their quartermasters to serve another soldier. For now Franz ordered his men to rest, knowing they deserved it for the spectacular performance of moments ago. He himself caught a little more sleep, the wind on the grass lulling him to sleep just as mother's singing.
He was prodded awake when it seemed Elric was coming forth, and the Lieutenant-Colonel arose to order his men into formation. For himself, the man took off his helmet and splashed some water on his head to clean it up, making himself presentable for the elector. Once the monarch's force had properly arrive Franz ordered the men he was given command of to help the other in setting up the camp given they had just rested, as opposed to the newcomers.
Franz was told by his adjutant that the Elector was approaching, which made a cold drop of sweat roll down his back. But as he was only thanked for his work he relaxed, his very posture changing. "It's my duty to serve, Lord." he replied. But as he asked his question Franz again became ever so slightly uneasy. "Well, your Majesty, it depends on what you mean I suppose. I helped put down the Joachimite rebellion but four weeks ago come a day."
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Count Elric of Bergland
Established
"The Unhorsed"
Roleplay posts: 31
Age: 27
Physical Description: The Elector Count of Bergland appears pale white, although not enough to look unhealthy. His eyes match his brown hair, although the latter gives way to his auburn roots.
Elric would stand 6'2, although his usual posture makes him appear shorter than he really is. Once considered strong and healthy, the Count is slowly losing his musculature and otherwise healthy features.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elric is typically dressed in the attire of a nobleman, sporting the royal purple colors of his family crest.
Elric is no longer able to wear a full set of steel plate, and must compensate in some areas with lighter armors.
With difficulty, he wields a zweihander.
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Allegiances: Bergland County, Vessia
Player's online availability : Weekends
Registered: May 24, 2019 12:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by Count Elric of Bergland on Dec 5, 2019 7:22:08 GMT -8
"We can forego the formalities," Elric assured Franz. He did respect the man's attention to discipline and applauded his conduct nevertheless. "We share this command and are equals, as far as I am concerned." The Joachimite rebellion? Elric himself had been busy in the Bergland, caught up in political machinations and fighting opposition to his current expedition, and knew little of the rebellion.
Elric gave orders to his lieutenants to have the men fall in line and proceed marching to the predetermined destination at the river's bend. "Come, Franz," he said, "we'll ride at the front and you can tell me more about it."
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Franz Junger
Established
Roleplay posts: 24
Age: 44
Physical Description: Franz is a man of average height and broad build toned, moulded and battered by years on the March and swinging a blade. He has a gradient of colour in his hair from a light blond at the bottom of his beard to an almost black brown at the very top of his head. His eyes are a sapphire blue, while his skin the colour of a tree's branch peeled of bark. He has chiseled cheeks and jaw to give him a bright smile complemented by excellent facial symmetry but all hidden by hsi bushy beard and wide but well groomed mane of hair.
Clothes and Equipment: A large blade of a size making it indeterminate between greatsword and longsword. Will wear Officer's dress under a suit of full plate.
Registered: Aug 29, 2019 17:44:11 GMT -8
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Post by Franz Junger on Dec 5, 2019 16:03:50 GMT -8
"Of course, Sir." Franz said. He welcomed camaraderie, but he was usually skeptical when it was offered by superiors. Usually they only gave it so far as they were in a cheery mood, the moment it came to dining in the same mess hall or something of the sort they forgot about it instantaneously. The commander supposed he'd have to see how it all went.
Franz gave his adjutant an order to get his men to prepare for the march, before getting on his horse's saddle. He was still very weary but much better than mere hours ago. The success of the recent skirmish had calmed his nerves and he hoped that it was just the beginning of a trend. "Well, what in particular would you like to know Sir? I... I'm not the best storyteller, I'm sorry. In summary there was a Mayor in a small village, Helgenstatt. His name was Joachim and hence the rebellion was called Joachimite. He believed the town was neglected by the Empire, and so was the region as a whole. He got some Priests and a few Barons on his side, and though it was a small area in a flat terrain perfectly suited for Imperial armour to crush the revolt the place was surrounded by locales treacherous: swamps, mountains, and ravines. Getting an army in there was nigh impossible and keeping it supplies much harder. Controlling units was harder and harder, men took to looting to feed themselves, which made the population more resentful and less willing to help, making more men turn to looting making more resentment, so on and so forth. The leadership of the rebellion went into hiding, and while this brought us much pain it eventually aided us as one of the wealthiest and most powerful barons of the rebellion got sick in a forest he took refuge in from our troops. With nobody to help him properly he passed away, and from there the tide turned."
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