Post by lavulpe on Jan 25, 2016 19:09:46 GMT -5
I think it would be fun to have a thread where everyone can post their favorite moments of roleplay on a M&B server. Serve as an example of good RP as well as showing what is possible when good roleplayers work together.
My first one is the greatest moment in the life of Maximillian Fassnacht, Commander of the Reislaufer Pike Battalion. Surprisingly it happened on CRP shortly before I was banned. During the Battle of the Salt Mines an allied force of the Valera, Harwulf, Reislaufers, and Tinadels attacked the Company of the Scorpion and House Gaines. The Reislaufers deployed as a shield wall to cover the ranged fighters as the group began the assault. The wall held well until a recent recruit to the battalion took an arrow to the head and fell behind wall of board shields. The Reislaufers quickly formed a circle around the fallen man without any orders and Captain of the Vanguard Matyas Aryadi threw him over his shoulder as the group protected him, moving him to a building against the wall where they were safe from incoming fire. After a quick bout of first-aid the recruit was left in a safe position as the group pressed the assault. During the charge to the walls Max took an arrow to the shoulder, and once he reached the steel gate a bolt sank into the brim of his kettle helm, missing his head by mere inches. The gate was broken down by the the glaives and bardiches of the battalion and the allied force poured in with a roar. After a fast paced and bloody battle in the enclosed halls and rooms Max fell no less than four men before the majority of the allied forces ran to the Gaine's keep to press the assault, leaving Max as the only man standing among a room full of wounded soldiers from every force.
One by one he made trips carrying wounded men into a building overlooking the mine, laying them on beds and stabilizing them with what little medical knowledge he had before going back for more. Matyas was wounded relatively lightly and saw to the slowly filling room of men as Max brought in more, going man to man as they came in a steady stream. They did not care what colors the men wore, they followed the rules of the Battalion and treated every wounded man as a brother. On his eighth trip he came into the room to see a Sarranid standing with a blade drawn, staring at him coldly. Rather than fight, Max simply nodded to the man, helped a wounded Gaines to his feet, and took him outside to the building with the rest. On his next trip a Tinadel had returned, and despite Max's cries for peace the clansman attacked the Sarranid. Max turned his glaive on his ally and struck him down, but not before the Sarranid had become heavily wounded. He quickly carried the Sarranid to the other wounded and went out for more, the Tinadel having disappeared without a trace by the time of his return. By the time he had gathered all the wounded he had put thirteen men in a room with five beds, the number dropping to twelve as one man bled to death from a missing arm. After a half hour of treatment Max rallied the group, the more lightly wounded men helping the others onto their feet.
So began the slow walk of a dozen wounded soldiers, every man supporting or being supported by another as they trudged towards the only neutral ground, the surgeon's guild in the Valera keep. When they arrived Max did a full count of the men around him. Three sarranids, Four Gaine's, Three Valera, and Two Reislaufers. When the surgeons finally arrived the building was full of wounded men, and Max stood bloody but proud among the men he had saved.
The Reislaufer's March:
I am a Reislaufer, One who Goes to War,
I am a craftsman skilled in combat, I show honor amidst the gore,
I do not rape nor pillage, I march to battle and nothing more,
I fight to protect my brothers, and that's worth dying for.
My first one is the greatest moment in the life of Maximillian Fassnacht, Commander of the Reislaufer Pike Battalion. Surprisingly it happened on CRP shortly before I was banned. During the Battle of the Salt Mines an allied force of the Valera, Harwulf, Reislaufers, and Tinadels attacked the Company of the Scorpion and House Gaines. The Reislaufers deployed as a shield wall to cover the ranged fighters as the group began the assault. The wall held well until a recent recruit to the battalion took an arrow to the head and fell behind wall of board shields. The Reislaufers quickly formed a circle around the fallen man without any orders and Captain of the Vanguard Matyas Aryadi threw him over his shoulder as the group protected him, moving him to a building against the wall where they were safe from incoming fire. After a quick bout of first-aid the recruit was left in a safe position as the group pressed the assault. During the charge to the walls Max took an arrow to the shoulder, and once he reached the steel gate a bolt sank into the brim of his kettle helm, missing his head by mere inches. The gate was broken down by the the glaives and bardiches of the battalion and the allied force poured in with a roar. After a fast paced and bloody battle in the enclosed halls and rooms Max fell no less than four men before the majority of the allied forces ran to the Gaine's keep to press the assault, leaving Max as the only man standing among a room full of wounded soldiers from every force.
One by one he made trips carrying wounded men into a building overlooking the mine, laying them on beds and stabilizing them with what little medical knowledge he had before going back for more. Matyas was wounded relatively lightly and saw to the slowly filling room of men as Max brought in more, going man to man as they came in a steady stream. They did not care what colors the men wore, they followed the rules of the Battalion and treated every wounded man as a brother. On his eighth trip he came into the room to see a Sarranid standing with a blade drawn, staring at him coldly. Rather than fight, Max simply nodded to the man, helped a wounded Gaines to his feet, and took him outside to the building with the rest. On his next trip a Tinadel had returned, and despite Max's cries for peace the clansman attacked the Sarranid. Max turned his glaive on his ally and struck him down, but not before the Sarranid had become heavily wounded. He quickly carried the Sarranid to the other wounded and went out for more, the Tinadel having disappeared without a trace by the time of his return. By the time he had gathered all the wounded he had put thirteen men in a room with five beds, the number dropping to twelve as one man bled to death from a missing arm. After a half hour of treatment Max rallied the group, the more lightly wounded men helping the others onto their feet.
So began the slow walk of a dozen wounded soldiers, every man supporting or being supported by another as they trudged towards the only neutral ground, the surgeon's guild in the Valera keep. When they arrived Max did a full count of the men around him. Three sarranids, Four Gaine's, Three Valera, and Two Reislaufers. When the surgeons finally arrived the building was full of wounded men, and Max stood bloody but proud among the men he had saved.
The Reislaufer's March:
I am a Reislaufer, One who Goes to War,
I am a craftsman skilled in combat, I show honor amidst the gore,
I do not rape nor pillage, I march to battle and nothing more,
I fight to protect my brothers, and that's worth dying for.
