Sir Howlin and Sir Aus arrived in the Land of Creed and stumbled upon a village that looked like a good place to start spreading The Religion. When they tried to enter through the gate two soldiers crossed their lances to stop them. Well, at least they looked like soldiers at first, but after a closer look Howlin could determine they were actually mere farmers.
“What do you want?” the one on the left asked them. He had a trimmed beard and a long scar on his left cheek, and Aus noticed he had a northern accent. After considering a few options Aus replied: “We’re just two travelers looking for a warm meal and a bed to sleep in.” He showed him a few coins as to prove they could pay it, and after the guards whispered something to each other they finally let them pass.
The inn was a small, old wooden building. Some of the wood was already rotting and when they entered and picked a table near the only window in the room, the old bartender greeted them and suggested lamb. “Thanks, but we’ll settle for a room, two stews and some wine,” Howlin replied. And that’s where they started scheming Creeds foundation. After a good night sleep they started talking to people, recruiting them for their cause. A lot of them were tired of living in fear for the barbarians and heidens, and they were eager to join them.
A few months later they already had an army bigger than most factions, though there was still a lot of training and recruiting to be done. During their travels Sir Erik had joined them, and had soon worked up his way to the higher rankings, eventually gaining their trust. However, with their force growing so fast, they were soon noticed by The Infidels, as they liked to call them. There was one group of them in particular that could be quite dangerous, a group that had made the choice to attack and plunder villages in Creeds territory.
Sir Fallen suffered the most from these attacks, it was his territory being plundered, his harvests being destroyed and after some time he decided it was time for a counterattack. The main force was still busy reforming the other infidels that still lived in their territory, so he gathered his men and attacked the area in The Infidels’ area near Oliver Queen Cape
Even though Sir Fallen was severely outnumbered, his men were brave. Steel was heard for many days, and a lot of men were crushed under a horses hooves, with a lot of men either killed or captured by the enemy. Eventually both friend and foe grew more tired and the Infidels retreated, giving Sir Fallen the opportunity to seize a couple of villages. Soon after though, he and his men were called back to help stop the Cakeian Rebellion, which had erupted in the center of the Land of Creed. He wasn’t too pleased with that decision though, and soon started doubting Sir Howlin, Sir Erik and Sir Aus, suggesting they should give up some of Creeds lands and instead try to arrange a marriage between the Creed Prince and the princess of the Land of Auto, which would not only give them a new alliance, but also some new enemies.
Sir Howlin found the plan to be bad, an ill choice which would eventually lead to their demise. Instead, he said, we should focus on getting full control over the lands we already possess, rather than trying to conquer even more. We simply don’t have enough men or resources to undertake such a bold, but foolish, plan. Curse you, Sir Fallen replied, you still expect to be able to create a great flourishing kingdom, but it’s already too late for that, you’ve wasted our opportunity to gain such glory when you decided to use all of our men to battle the Cakeians.
After that, Sir Fallen began retreating his troops, and left the Creed Alliance, claiming neutrality, and a few years later he died of old age.
Creeds battle continued though, and they stumbled upon a lot of Infidels committing sacrilege by claiming their God was real. Some begged to be reformed after they'd seen their comrades killed and their villages burned, to no avail. Once you draw your sword to fight a Creedian, there is no mercy, no forgiveness. Soon the remaining Infidels tried running west, where a large group of Infidels had gathered in an attempt to stop Creed.
Creeds leaders knew they’d have to plan their attack well, making sure they’d have enough supplies to keep the army well fed and prepared for battle, whilst still trying to take advantage of how unorganized the Infidels were and trying to conceal their attack for as long as possible. Finally, after weeks of preparation, all their banner men had gathered and the army was ready to depart to the west, to the unknown Land of Choice. With the Creed banner blowing in the wind and a clear blue sky, fortunate as they were, they marched on swiftly, though not too fast as to not tire the soldiers before the battle had even started.
Once they were a few miles from the border, they set up camp and Sir Howlin instructed them to dig ditches and set up stakes around the tented camp. Even though they had a lot more troops than the Infidels did, he didn’t want to take any risks this close to the border, there could be an ambush planned for them….
The next couple of days they started chopping wood to build their catapults and rams, the Infidels might not be as developed as they were, they still had castles and walls that would need to be taken care of. Once those were ready and the scouts had returned with the intel they needed, Sir Aus started planning the attack, which would consist of a couple of smaller groups attacking their flank, causing a distraction whilst the main force would attack their center a couple of hours later. They would use the morning sun to mask their approach, so the Infidels would hopefully have less time to prepare.
Only two days later they started their attack, which was going to be the start of a long battle deciding the fate of mankind. The men were ready, yelling “Never forgive, never forget, this is Creed!”, and so they departed….
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