Fire Emblem-Role Play Story v.2
Prologue
Ressen raised his sword to his sparring opponent.
"Are you ready to try for a promotion again, private?"
The young, at most 16, soldier slowly hoisted himself up and lunged at Ressen. Ressen's swordmaster instincts carried him right. The boy stumbled forward. Ressen twirled around and smashed the recruit's back with his wooden sword. The boy fell to the ground and feebly twitched, a little. Ressen kneeled, staring at his beaten expression.
"You are too aggressive. The strategy for facing one of my class, is to never, make the first move."
He turned on his heel and stepped away. These new people could not compare to the men of 8th battalion. If the young recruits survived their first battle, they should be worthy to stay. Ressen had been called 'too cold' or 'ruthless'. 'Ruthless'; not meaning cruel, the word means seeing exactly the path from point A to B. The quickest path. The safest path. If these new men would not compare, so be it. Ressen had enough good soldiers, and it was already becoming hard to command seven seargants, one hundred-twenty soldiers. A slight gust of wind blew past.
"What do you want?"
A cavalier came up from behind.
"Captain Ressen Murtile! Your battalion has been called to the front!"
"What!?"
"Claros...they're attacking! They've attacked our outposts on the border!"
"Damn...we'll get to castle Pillcus as soon as we can."
"Yes Sir."
Ressen ran back to the base, and rang the combat bell. It gave off a series of sharp DEENGS. The soldiers rose, groggy.
"C'mon, we have a battle to win!"
The soldiers quickly rose, grabbing their weapons and pulling on their faded orange Zillara uniforms.
Castle Pillcus
8th battalion arrived at Castle Pillcus one day after departing. The troops were tired from traveling all day. The enemy army was visible in the distance. Ressen advanced the the castle gates.
"Open up, I am Captain Ressen Murtile of Zillara!"
The gates creaked open, and Ressen led 8th battalion inside. Ressen met with the troop commander for the castle. He was a knight, heavily armored, with the green stripes down his breastplate signifying troop commander status (Ressen's unifrom had twin yellow stripes down his sleeves, as captain).
"Status report."
"I am Troop Commander Pol Tatterry, of 23rd battalion."
"Good to meet you, now tell me what's been happening."
Pol sighed.
"They've attacked us once, but they were unable to breach our walls. The design of this castle is excellent. Instead of a square, this place is a multi-pointed star. This makes it very, VERY hard to attack without suffering tremendous casualties....anyhow, we have defended ourselves so far, but they are preparing for a second assualt. Our men are well rested, yes?"
"They soon will be."
Pol also had better news.
"Three more battalions are coming up as reinforcements. Those Claros dogs know what they're dong- this is a strategically critical point on the wall, we lose it, our national defense is lost."
"I get it."
And so, Zillara prepared to fend off the sudden invasion....
Events elsewhere-
The entire country of Sillpar has erupted into civil war, the lords are all against each other. Hillis is receiving invasion from different, unknown parties of raiders or lord's troops from all directions-it's military is confused and disrupted. A Hillis army has invaded Tignus, suspecting them of involvement in recent inavasions.