The Kingdom of Chalybs was a large land with a formidable
military. If the kingdom’s army marched on the Tirk plagued iron mine, the mine
would be cleared and reclaimed in no time at all. The problem was that it would
be impossible to mobilize the entire army in a short time and even getting a
small number of reinforcements would take days. Steel Haven and the other
cities of Chalybs had to put construction on hold for every day that the iron
mine was closed. The tirks could not attack Steel Haven itself but their presence
at the mine was damaging to the city. The trouble with the mine was either a
very strange turn of luck or someone planned it in attempt to hobble the great
steel city.
Captain
Brussles and Joseph decided that they were the best hope for removing the tirks
before the iron mine situation dragged on any longer. The group was made up of
mostly knights and soldiers and while the group was sent specifically sent to
clear the tirks from the mine, no one counted on such a large colony of
creatures living on top of the mine itself.
Joseph
decided that their best bet would be to attack the tirks with the soldiers
while he and Brussles used the fire crystals to blast groups of the
creatures.
Joseph knew
almost nothing about the fire crystals except that they would glow brighter
before they burst into flames. Dull red crystals meant they were safe to
handle. Joseph assumed that the tirks didn’t know much more about the crystals
than he did and they most likely stumbled upon them in the same was as Captain
Brussles.
A small
task force was sent back into the mine but this time it was Joseph who led the
way. He and a few brave volunteers traveled deep into the mine and slowly
gathered the flame crystals from the large room. Each crystal had to be broken
off of the wall like corn being torn from its stalk. Every small impact made
the fire minerals glow slightly but would darken when left alone. Each crystal
had a visual cue before they exploded and had to be watched carefully as they
were transported so the soldiers couldn’t risk throwing them all in a big sack
and hauling them off.
Night had
fallen over the land, soldiers carrying dull, glowing, red stones emerged from
the mine. Now the task was to safely carrying the flame stones up the hill to
the Tirk encampment. The sound of scuttling feet and small rocks falling from
the cliff side could be heard. Tirks appeared out of the darkness and were now
surrounding the group of soldiers.
Soldiers
readied their weapons but Hurly just walked toward the group of Tirks without
his weapon drawn. “We don’t wish to fight, but this is our mine. We are only
defending our land” Brussles shouted so everyone could hear.
“This not
your land, no homes here, only our homes, Ural homes. Not your land. Shadow man
gave us this land when humans rumble forest” One of the lead Tirks shouted
back. Ural was what they called themselves but to the human soldiers these
creatures were Tirks.
“Who is the
shadow man? Maybe we can help you get a new home. Away from these dangerous
fire crystals” Hurly replied.
The lead
Tirk stepped away from his group. “Fire crystals make us strong. Shadow man
grows them here. For us!” Said the Ural. The other creatures in the group began
to chant “For us. For us”. The leader pulled out a dagger with a jagged edge
and a red crystal built into the handle. “we no weak. You leave or you die”
Said the lead Tirk.
Hurly
sighed, he had hoped that they could avoid a large battle. While Captain
Brussles was talking, Joseph had been striking one of the fire gems with a
small rock. The fire crystal was glowing bright red at that point and seconds
away from bursting. Joseph lobbed the crystal at the head Tirk. Joseph figured
out that hitting the crystals once every few seconds would keep it on the verge
of denotation but the glowing would quickly die down. Since the leader decided
to not end this peacefully, Joseph had struck the crystal several times
rapidly.
The fire
crystal landed behind the leader of the Tirks and exploded in flaming sphere.
The flame engulfed several Tirks turning them to ash. The leader managed to
escape the blast but was now burned on the right side of his body. Ural the
leader charged at Captain Brussles and tried to stab him with his dagger.
Brussles dodged the attack but then a small burst of flame erupted out of the
dagger. The flame singed Hurly’s right side but he was undamaged. Captain
Brussles brought his arm back and slashed using the hooked blades on his
gauntlets. The gauntlet blades slashed Ural across the top of the head. The Tirk
leader jumped backward, fury in his eyes and blood trickling from his forehead.
The Tirks
all charged towards the group of soldiers. A flame crystal soared through the
air and exploded mid-air directly above the charging Tirks. The group scrambled
away from the flames and the human soldiers charged in while the Tirks were
distracted.
The Tirks
had a larger group and were agile. The stabbed out with their small blades and
hit with clubs but the soldiers of Chalybs were armored, bigger and took
advantage of chaos caused by exploding fire gems.
From up on
the ledge of the cliff side a lone Tirk spun a wooden staff, the small creature
kept tapping the staff against the rocks and spun the stick. A gem began to
glow on the head of the staff. The Tirk shook the staff and struck forward with
it releasing a fireball from the gem. This tirk was no mage but it learned how
to shoot fire out of the crystal instead of just making it explode.
The
fireball flew at the humans. A soldier with a shield jumped in front of the
group, she lifted her shield high just as the fireball struck. The large
fireball hit the shield, knocking the shield wielder backward. The flame burst
into smaller less harmful flames. This caused a distraction, giving the Tirks a
moment of advantage as more Tirks descended from the cliffs.
Joseph knew
he had to get rid of the staff carrying Tirk or the next fireball might
seriously hurt someone. Joseph ran toward the cliff with his short sword drawn.
The staff wielder started to shake the staff and then pointed it at Joseph. The
young engineer jumped out of the way as a large fireball hit the ground and
then burst into smaller flames. Joseph began to strike a small fire crystal
with his sword, then threw it. The crystal burst into flames just before it
reached the Tirk on the cliff side. The tirk was so startled from the blast
that it dropped its staff and stumbled off the cliff side. Now on the ground
the Tirk tried to reclaim its staff but Joseph ran up and stabbed the small
monster.
Now armed
with a fire staff Joseph began to spun the small stick around in hopes of
summoning a fireball. With luck the staff spat out a ball of fire but did so
mid spin and so the fireball was sent sideways and exploded against the cliff.
The battle
continued and the humans were slowly beating back the Tirk invaders. The small
monsters used the cover of darkness to attack and while the occasional fireball
did light the battlefield it was actually more of a hindrance. The soldier’s
eyes would adjust to the dark then a fireball would cause a flash of light,
temporarily blinding the soldiers.
Ural the
leader of the Tirks was joined by other tirks as he fought Captain Brussles.
The experienced captain would have already won the battle if there was daylight
but the night was giving him trouble. Brussles swing his two short handled axes
with precision strikes, killing or wounding a tirk with almost every swing.
Ural the leader stabbed Hurly was his attention was on another tirk. The Ural
blade stabbed into Hurly’s leg, then the fire gem in the dagger erupted small
flames into the wound. Hurly fell to the ground as she yelled in pain. Another
tirk stabbed Hurly in the arm with a regular knife as the captain fell.
Hurly swing
both of his arms to either side. The axes swung and killed two Tirks. He then
spun around while he put his weight on his knee. Hurly slashed with his
gauntlet blades, slicing the hand of Ural, causing the leader to drop his
prized dagger. Hurl lunged forward and brought both axes down onto Ural.
The leader
of the Tirks was saved as one of Ural’s companions jumped into the way and was
split into three pieces. Ural was horrified and demoralized with the loss of
his dagger. The leader took off running and began to howl as he did. The other
tirks all turned and began to run off into the night.
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