Phase One: Seige of Bern's Defending Wall

[Vale]

Jareth was back in the Slums, at least the sections of it which the fires were fought in, and quelled---at least for the time being.

Most of the Western Defending Wall was sacked, and the siege weapons were placed in the holes blasted through by Rhys's blackpowder explosions.--Yes, all to his Master's plans, things were falling into place.

"Arcix" Jareth spoke, as another knight came to his side, apparently by his banners and sigils, he was a high ranking soldier in the Gilt-Leaf, well...as high as a regular Mercenary would be without retaining a Lord Status, let alone a Commanding Position.
"Yes Swamp Lord." Arcix spoke, bowing quickly then returning to his stance, "What is it that you command?"
"The fires in these districts, we put them out, with no help of Harlen. What I want you to do is issue the order to evacuate any and all Bern Civilians out of the slums--Children, Men, Women, Whores, Animals, get them out of the city."
"But aren't we here?" Arcix spoke up, "Rhys ordered us to only concern ourself with the task at hand--assist Harlen in this revolution, then assassinate the royal family. That was all we were tasked to do, that was all we were paid to do."
"Arcix, a city divided is a city which we are faced with." Jareth spoke, "We lost a few men in this raid, Harlen lost more. The Civilians in the Western and Southern Slums were targeted by Bern generals and they're possessions are burned to the ground. If we can recruit them, and instill favor into their troops, then we may begin to gain the upper hand in this war." Jareth spoke, "As Champion of the Gilt-Leaf, you have no choice. You will begin evacuating them, and the moment Harlen troops interfere, Kill Katrine's troops. Our deal is through Rhys, not through her. This will also allow us to gain some confidence out of the civilians." Jareth spoke.
"Give a peasant a sword, you win a warrior--put confidence in his heart, you win the war." Arcix spoke, as he nodded. "I'll begin to do so now. What of you Mi'Lord?"
"I'll continue with my job--I'm currently enthralled by a Knight-General from Bern...he fights with two blades, and moves in a strange way." Jareth spoke. "killing him will give me more credit than his commanding officer." Jareth spoke.
"You've nothing to prove Mi Lord." Arcix spoke, "But a Hunt is vital for the Gilt-Leaf. I'll begin the preparations."
"You're on your way Arcix, the Mist Lord was recently lost wasn't he?" Jareth spoke.

"Indeed he was sir." Arcix's elvish smile split his face. "Indeed he was."


Jareth began his march with 5 Archers only.

Passing by Lady Katrine he paused for a moment.
"I'm taking the East Quarter. You'll see Harlen flags up within 2 hours time." Jareth spoke.
"I doubt you'll be able to do that without my troops." The lady barked at him.

"Do as I command, Lady Katrine. Get the seige engines up in the blasted holes, when you see the flags on the Eastern Blockade, Commence firing on the Grand Castle."

[Tusk]

Delvion was angry with General Rousseau, however he had enough disipline to rein himself in. Delvion could not believe that such a willingness to sacrafice lives was in generals, but right now he could not think on it. He was given his orders. Get the royal family out of Bern and into the woods. He had no idea where to take them until he thought of something. Treygon was ruled by a great ally, King Dison. He was tempted to join the tournement, but he had too many duties in Bern to go. That was the safest place now for the Bern Royalty. He looked at General Rousseau for what seemed to be the last time in a very long time.
" At once General Rousseau. Be careful. "
It felt like a goodbye.
The knight Captian ran through the halls and to his room. He immediatly took off his armor. He then donned a lighter armor. Less protection, but more speed, plus he looked more like a common soldier and covered it with a Bern colored robe and hid his shortsword inside a bed roll on his lower back. He knew that his two sword style was widely known in Bern and even outside areas, so he was not about to take a chance in being discovered unless nessicary. He made sure to wear a cloak and was sure that he looked more like a Bern Civilian with a hidden longsword. His helmet was hidden in the room. He was going to miss it. His armor was light enough now to not make a noise if he was careful.
He then hurried down the halls and got to the noble family chambers. He stopped at the first room. Princess Taite and her bodygaurd Lady Knight Cabrinnet were both awake and no doubt on edge with the battle. He knocked on the door and spoke.
" Princess Taite, we need to gather the others and Leave the city now. The Castle is almost breached and we need to get you and the rest of the Royal family to safety. Please Dress for a long travel in the woods. It might be a long while before we see a city m'lady. "

[Vale]

Lord Jareth was standing upright, smirking almost.

He had placed the last Harlen Flag on the Outer Walls of the Great Bern Wall. Tch, what was so great about something a single man with conscripts and Gilt-Leaf could take down? Nothing that's what.

Gazing back, he saw Lady Katrine standing, clapping as she stepped onto a nearly dying Bern Soldier, crushing his sternum, causing his lungs to collapse.
"Lord Jareth, you don't disappoint. I can see that we were wise for hiring the Gilt-Leaf for this mission, although you are no Rhys." Katrine smiled. "He would have done it quicker."
"He does everything faster than me, it isn't always a good thing." Jareth spoke, of which Katrine let out a nice laugh.

"The First stage of your invasion is complete, General." Jareth spoke as Arcix came up and bowed before the two of them. "And what news of the other Sectors, Mist Lord?" Jareth spoke, addressing Arcix as one of the new 5 Gilt-Leaf Leaders.

"We've mapped out much of the city, at least to the best of our abilities. The fires masked some portions, but we're sending Harlen Shock Troops into the areas to evacuate any civilians and to massacre anyone with a weapon." Arcix spoke quickly, not wasting a single moment.
"Good. "Jareth....smiled? Or at least grinned.

"When we're finished relocating the Bern Civilians, take anyone able to take up arms against the Former Crown, and allow them to do so. Show them that their own Kingdom sent them to the slaughter." Jareth spoke. "Let the spite and malice sink in, fuel their hatred for the Bern Crown. If we had lost some troops, we have just gained enough to replace them." Jareth smiled.

It was an ancient tactic, using the troops and supplies of defeated Armies and moving along.

"And Mi'Lord?" Arcix spoke, questioning something. "What are we going to do with those who escaped the fires, but cannot fight against Bern? Or will not?"
"I don't know what you're talking about Mist Lord." Jareth spoke.



"No one survived the fires."