Incidental Padding

Volume 2, Issue 4

The Legions of Rome

from the war journal of Milo Baines...

The Legions of Rome 

Ragnarok XXIV Woods Battle

by Frostburg of the Guard

The woods battle at Ragnarok XXIV was quite an event this year. Fast paced fighting from all directions made it a battle to remember. While we've all seen field scenarios, bridge battles, and castle fights - woods battles bring out something different in most warriors. They take us Dagorhirim back to a more exciting time. They resurrect an older sense of adventure that used to happen years ago.

The Woods battle hosted this Ragnarok was a grueling one, with several hundred fighters attending a relatively small fighting area. The paths through the woods provided space for traditional combat. Shield walls were constantly on the move, and all types of fighters were able to find a niche in the battle. If they didn't want to fight more directly they were free to roam through the dense foliage and try to find opponents there.

The scenario was a straight capture the flag game, with two teams. Each team had a fortress that was pre-built with a single entrance. As both teams realized towards the end of the battle, the forts were great places to leave large groups of archers. As any opposing army made its way towards the base to make a snatch at the flag, they were plucked down by many skilled marks(wo)men.

It was rumored that a certain disabled barbarian was seen high up in the trees. His feeble attempts to throw baby birds at us did not pan out when the birds kept learning to fly before they hit the ground. Perhaps next year you will be able to kill us yourself, Nikulas?

This was just one of the many events at Ragnarok this year. Thanks to all who were involved with running it and all the preparations.

Shimameth

  By Cantrix Wolfwalker

 

They see each other across the field,

Feelings are sparked and neither can yield,

To the pull of fate,

It opens a gate,

That holds back a flood of emotions,

As big and deep as the ocean.

 

Eyes of the World

By Sirilay
From Rag XXI Bardic

 

They see her walking through the town,

The sun reflecting off her eyes,

Upon her head, a golden crown

Of light that fills the evening skies.

 

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