||:` Stick War Legacy :||
Somewhere in a dark forest, filled with grass that colored a nice-teal color. Forests surrounded a large path, which a force of Order troops took - the group was not much, but it was merely a caravan looking for resources due to the campaign costing a lot, then expected.
Atreyos - the spearton general, a Magikill - and elder mage, a Swordwrath - a swordsman under Xiphos (Atreyos's Brother), a Archidon - a Archer under Kytchu (Atreyos's Elder Sister).
The land was heavily raining, the Magikill focused on the map - as Atreyos blocked the elder mage from getting wet. Then suddenly the rain became worse, shaking them all back a inch.
[ Magikill ] - "Halt here! We will set up camp here.. It is too rainy to continue on, and with these winds - we'll be winded away!" He announced as he turned with the other 3.
5 miners pulled some carts - 2 pulling the cart holding their Statue (If destroyed meant defeat.), 1 carrying a cart of supplies/weapons, 1 carrying mining equipment - finally, the last one was with the main 4 who was commanding the Caravan.
They began setting up camp - A miner of the group found a gold deposit next to it for mining.
The Magikill was setting up a fire with his staff, admitting a purple glare, causing the fire to slowly set.
Out of nowhere, a undead charged from the forest - attacking the Magikill.
[ Dead ] - Dies to the Archidon's arrow before he could bite the Magikill..
Everyone was panicked and alarmed from the sudden undead. The Swordwrath helped the mage up.
From the ground - a arm rised, grabbing the Mage's leg, biting his arm.
Same happened to the Swordwrath - but he was not bit in a vital spot, and luckier.
Atreyos and the Archidon rose to action, killing both of the Deads.
He saw the elder mage was dead, mouth bleeding.
[ Atreyos ] - "NOOOO!!!!!!" He screamed