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Hardship was the name of the night for the army. Plenty of people had been killed by their own friends in the chaos and deceit of the night. Ultimately, though, the priests were able to dissipate the power of the toxin and the army was moved free from its camping point.
Fatigue and horror would continue to cling to the army throughout their march, but the morale boost from their healing at the cost of the Leviathan kept them going and kept them on their feet.
When the city of Murzana came into view, it wasn't something to disappoint. A hidden gem in the deserts of Korriban, the city had thrived and prospered even in its isolation. Walls and towers surrounded the city in its entirety, providing strong defenses that extended out in nearly ever direction. Its back lay against a sheer cliff dropping off into near-nothingness behind. No retreat and only one way to assault.
The front had a deep moat that ran all along its front side dropping into a fissure over 100 feet deep that made close assault difficult and stone bridges that crossed this moat.
Despite these defenses, the city's greatest strength had always been its secrecy. It hadn't been subjected to a true invasion in generations, but today would test its might.
Ashani wasn't afraid, though. The desert scouts had reported on the progress of the boy-who-would-be-king and his army as they crossed the wastelands, and her army was ready. She rode through the ranks of the city's troops atop a wolven creature, ready to direct the troops as the army advanced.
They will break upon this fortress like water on rock! Within these walls, we will outlast them! she cried out to her troops over the din of their preparations. Korriban had been decimated time and again throughout history, and it would know death again today.
Fatigue and horror would continue to cling to the army throughout their march, but the morale boost from their healing at the cost of the Leviathan kept them going and kept them on their feet.
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When the city of Murzana came into view, it wasn't something to disappoint. A hidden gem in the deserts of Korriban, the city had thrived and prospered even in its isolation. Walls and towers surrounded the city in its entirety, providing strong defenses that extended out in nearly ever direction. Its back lay against a sheer cliff dropping off into near-nothingness behind. No retreat and only one way to assault.
The front had a deep moat that ran all along its front side dropping into a fissure over 100 feet deep that made close assault difficult and stone bridges that crossed this moat.
Despite these defenses, the city's greatest strength had always been its secrecy. It hadn't been subjected to a true invasion in generations, but today would test its might.
Ashani wasn't afraid, though. The desert scouts had reported on the progress of the boy-who-would-be-king and his army as they crossed the wastelands, and her army was ready. She rode through the ranks of the city's troops atop a wolven creature, ready to direct the troops as the army advanced.
They will break upon this fortress like water on rock! Within these walls, we will outlast them! she cried out to her troops over the din of their preparations. Korriban had been decimated time and again throughout history, and it would know death again today.