Re: The Siege Towers of Bruxzella
One of the gray haired men speaks.
His voice has a determined, fatalistic edge. Cold certainty. "I am afraid, miss, that at the end of the day, none of us will be holding the gate. Against such a horde as this it is impossible. There are those of us who have volunteered to hold it as long as we can, but we do this so the young, with their lives ahead of them, might escape Bruxzella and reach the Elven forest to the east. There is hope there. The Elves are gathering, and Theoderic comes from the west. Too late for the city, but in time to save the Elves and those who reach them, I hope."
He describes what the Gray Legion volunteered to do: At the approach of the Orcish army, most of the warriors of Bruxzella left, along with many of the people. But to buy time for the Elves and Theoderic, the Gray Legion, mostly old men determined to do what they can so that their families might survive, volunteered to stay and fight and make it appear that the city was actually was bracing for a siege. Count Dongestede, a capable wizard, crafted illusions of soldiers on the walls. Each night, some more of the people sneaked away.
"But it all ends now," he says. We must hold here, to give the Orcs a fight because they expect one. But we have weapons crafted by our wizard, and the Elves, with magic. We will fling it at the siege towers, and If it works the Orcs will lose their will to fight. Some of them, we hope. Hopefully, enough, to let us make a gap in their lines. We will need fighters on the ground to finish off those not subdued by the Elven magic. In the confusion, the rest who want to leave, and our remaining fighters, will have a chance to use that gap, and then head for the Elven forest while the Orcs are storming the city. We could use your help in making that gap, and escorting our people to safety, but I will not have you staying here to die with us. You're much too young."