User:KillDragon/Battle Of Ebonhawke

This is a story I started while I was bored, I dunno... Not even sure if I'll finish it but I'll put it down here anyways...

Battle of Ebonhawke
The year was 1103 AE. Years after the earthquakes caused by the Great Destroyer. More evil had come and gone, all defeated by the heroes who had also slain the mighty Abaddon and the Great Destroyer. This year, was another one of those years where a new threat had risen, but this time, it was different. The old heroes that protected them for so long were becoming too old for their jobs as heroes.

The Charr were still there, held by the Great Northern Wall, right above Ascalon City. Maybe the only reason the Charr hadn't broken through yet is because the Ascalonians were helped by several Asura Gates, connected to several points in Ascalon, like Rin, and Drascir. Cities which were once again under human control, but they stood alone, with only an Asura Gate providing supplies they needed. Ebonhawke did not have an Asura Gate, simply because they were so far away from the danger. They had strong trade routes with the Port of Peras, a port city build by Ascalonians right under the Shiverpeak Mountains, where the waters were not frozen and a traderoute could exist between Peras and Lion's Arch, the city of Kaineng and Kamadan.

Sirrush was, like his father, an Elementalist, and, according to his dad, quite skilled at it too. Maybe that was because of the many ways of training that existed in Ebonhawke, right above the Blazeridge Mountains. Ebonhawke was one of the largest fortresses he had ever seen, way bigger then Fort Ranik. Today was a pretty important day for Sirrush, today was the day that he turned 20, an important age for everyone. This day would be the day that he would officially graduate from the Academy of the Hawke.

Walking towards the Academy to meet a few friends Sirrush noticed something... He could hear footsteps... a lot of footsteps for that matter. Apparently he wasn't the only one, a lot of people turned around to the general direction of Ascalon City. Only seconds had passed, but everyone realized one thing, its the Charr. The Great Northern Wall had fallen, and so did Ascalon City and Fort Ranik. Sirrush looked around, hoping he would catch sight of his friends, but with no luck. He turned around and ran back home, to get his staff.

Once he got there he ran up the stairs yelling, "Mom! Dad! Bro! Get your stuff together! The Charr are coming!". It didn't take long for the 2 Elementalists to get ready, his brother was quick aswell. The only person they had to wait for was Sirrush's mom, who couldn't find her spear. It was taking to long, his father knew, "Honey, we'll go in advance to help the others!" He yelled and the three of them ran out the door towards the gate of Ebonhawke.

They quickly arrived at the gate and Sirrush found his friends, Dhalo, the male Monk, Jess, the female Warrior and the skilled Mesmer, Vastro. Dhalo was chanting, quickly casting enchantments on his friends to protect them in the upcoming battle. "Hey Rush." It was Jess who said that. "Hey honey." Sirrush replied sarcastically. He turned towards Vastro. "How are you feeling? Do you know how many necromancers are here? Well, more importantly, how many Minion Masters are here." Vastro over his shoulders for a bit. "Don't know, 25 at most." Sirrush chuckled sarcastically again. "And how many people are here in total?" "Couple hundred." "Good." This small exchange of words was enough for both of them. They were close friends and had known eachother since they could walk. Neither Vastro nor Sirrush were confident that they would win this battle. It all depended on how much might the Charr forces would have.

"Today!" This was the only word their general had to say to get the crowd's attention. "Today, is a sad day. For the Charr are marching towards us." He looked around. What he saw there were faces of brave people, but they were outnumbered. Outnumbered by scared faces. "The Charr have defeated the might of Ascalon and Fort Ranik. However! We all know that we are stronger than Fort Ranik!" People started cheering as their seemingly fearless leader spoke. "We WILL hold the Charr! Ebonhawke shall NOT FALL!"