killing things!”
Kenner ran up the steps leading to the platform. Behind the wall were several other archers ducking in and out of special slots cut into the wall for them.
“Over here!” Screamed a soldier, pointing to a slot.
Kenner ran to the spot and looked out into the open field ahead of the Wall and gasped. Spread out on the field were thousands of creatures the likes of which he’d never seen before. They walked like people, but looked like they were covered in hair and the faces of animals. They had weapons and armor, even bows and arrows. As he stood there, still shocked and awed by what he saw before him, he felt someone grab his pack and pull him out of the slot. A single arrow passed him; barely missing his head.
Snapped out of his temporary trance, he looked at who had pulled him aside. There he saw a short, stocky and bright eyed soldier with short blonde hair.
“That was close.” He said eagerly. Kenner tried to thank him, but he was still speechless from what he’d just seen and the realization that he’d narrowly escaped death.
“Standing and staring at our friends out there isn’t a particularly good idea.” He said grinning. He then held out his hand.
“I’m Terri,” He said, still smiling.
“I’m Kenner.”
The soldier then slapped him hard on the shoulder and still grinning announced, “Welcome to hell!”
Chapter Nine
Captain Krall entered what would be his quarters followed by Sergeant Bobbra and another sergeant named Holly.
“How often do they shoot those arrows over?” He asked.
“They send a volley over about every five minutes from sunrise to sunset.” Sergeant Holly answered. He was tired and haggard; looking like he hadn’t slept in days.
“They stop shooting at sunset?” Krall asked.
“Ever since we put out the torches at night. I guess they can’t hit what they can’t see.”
“And what about your archers? Can they shoot in the dark?” Krall asked angrily.
“We try to conserve arrows as much as we can, sir.” The soldier answered him.
Captain Krall nodded. This Sergeant was right.
“How many men do you have?” Krall asked.
“Including the men you brought, we have fifty six.” The soldier answered. “That includes seven cavalry.”
Krall was aghast. This couldn’t be true.
“You’re supposed to have one hundred men, including twenty cavalry.” Sergeant Bobbra growled.
“I’m sorry, but we don’t. Not since our last Captain.”
Back on the wall, Kenner was still lying on the platform after Terri had pulled him away from an incoming arrow.
“First of all, you need to get rid of this stupid thing,” He said ripping off his helmet. “It’ll only screw up your aim. The same thing with this blasted armor of yours,” He said beginning to remove his breastplate.
“Are you going to buy me a drink before removing any more of my clothing?” Kenner asked.
Terri looked at him and grinned even wider.
“Oh I like this one.” He laughed.
“Incoming!” A soldier yelled.
Kenner started to duck, but then noticed that Terri did nothing as another hail of arrows flew over them. “Those aren’t the ones you need to worry about.” He said, throwing Kenner’s breastplate down to the courtyard. “The ones in the back,” He said pointing out to the encampment beyond the gate, “ Just shoot up in the air. The one’s in front,” He pushed Kenner’s head into the open space and pointed at several creatures on their knees and aiming. Then he pulled Kenner back again as one of the beasts shot at him. “They’re aiming for us.”
He then left Kenner and went back to his own position.
“If I were you,” He called over to Kenner. “I’d start shooting.”
Kenner took his position and several times tried peeking through the opening
Kenner ran up the steps leading to the platform. Behind the wall were several other archers ducking in and out of special slots cut into the wall for them.
“Over here!” Screamed a soldier, pointing to a slot.
Kenner ran to the spot and looked out into the open field ahead of the Wall and gasped. Spread out on the field were thousands of creatures the likes of which he’d never seen before. They walked like people, but looked like they were covered in hair and the faces of animals. They had weapons and armor, even bows and arrows. As he stood there, still shocked and awed by what he saw before him, he felt someone grab his pack and pull him out of the slot. A single arrow passed him; barely missing his head.
Snapped out of his temporary trance, he looked at who had pulled him aside. There he saw a short, stocky and bright eyed soldier with short blonde hair.
“That was close.” He said eagerly. Kenner tried to thank him, but he was still speechless from what he’d just seen and the realization that he’d narrowly escaped death.
“Standing and staring at our friends out there isn’t a particularly good idea.” He said grinning. He then held out his hand.
“I’m Terri,” He said, still smiling.
“I’m Kenner.”
The soldier then slapped him hard on the shoulder and still grinning announced, “Welcome to hell!”
Chapter Nine
Captain Krall entered what would be his quarters followed by Sergeant Bobbra and another sergeant named Holly.
“How often do they shoot those arrows over?” He asked.
“They send a volley over about every five minutes from sunrise to sunset.” Sergeant Holly answered. He was tired and haggard; looking like he hadn’t slept in days.
“They stop shooting at sunset?” Krall asked.
“Ever since we put out the torches at night. I guess they can’t hit what they can’t see.”
“And what about your archers? Can they shoot in the dark?” Krall asked angrily.
“We try to conserve arrows as much as we can, sir.” The soldier answered him.
Captain Krall nodded. This Sergeant was right.
“How many men do you have?” Krall asked.
“Including the men you brought, we have fifty six.” The soldier answered. “That includes seven cavalry.”
Krall was aghast. This couldn’t be true.
“You’re supposed to have one hundred men, including twenty cavalry.” Sergeant Bobbra growled.
“I’m sorry, but we don’t. Not since our last Captain.”
Back on the wall, Kenner was still lying on the platform after Terri had pulled him away from an incoming arrow.
“First of all, you need to get rid of this stupid thing,” He said ripping off his helmet. “It’ll only screw up your aim. The same thing with this blasted armor of yours,” He said beginning to remove his breastplate.
“Are you going to buy me a drink before removing any more of my clothing?” Kenner asked.
Terri looked at him and grinned even wider.
“Oh I like this one.” He laughed.
“Incoming!” A soldier yelled.
Kenner started to duck, but then noticed that Terri did nothing as another hail of arrows flew over them. “Those aren’t the ones you need to worry about.” He said, throwing Kenner’s breastplate down to the courtyard. “The ones in the back,” He said pointing out to the encampment beyond the gate, “ Just shoot up in the air. The one’s in front,” He pushed Kenner’s head into the open space and pointed at several creatures on their knees and aiming. Then he pulled Kenner back again as one of the beasts shot at him. “They’re aiming for us.”
He then left Kenner and went back to his own position.
“If I were you,” He called over to Kenner. “I’d start shooting.”
Kenner took his position and several times tried peeking through the opening
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