Difference between revisions of "Maces Treatise II"
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|BookAuthor=Written by Unar of Denbrie | |BookAuthor=Written by Unar of Denbrie | ||
|BookName=Customs and Traditions of Nistra: Part | |BookName=Customs and Traditions of Nistra: Part One | ||
|LearnText=Allows you to learn the following mace abilities: | |LearnText=Allows you to learn the following mace abilities: | ||
|ActiveSkill1=Hammer and Anvil | |ActiveSkill1=Hammer and Anvil | ||
|PassiveSkill1=Respite | |PassiveSkill1=Respite | ||
|Description= | |Description=These letters of an Aldorian merchant, whose business demanded him to settle in Nistria, are written with a mix of genuine wonder and fascination. Half the tome is filled with a lengthy description of a yearly military parade held in the capital of Nistria by its ruler, the Great Despot. | ||
|Price=900 | |Price=900 | ||
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The Great Despot, a ruler and a patron of Nistra, is well versed in the art of war. Every year he makes sure to carry out a military parade to show the might of the Nistrian army to common people - I actually had a chance to attend one of them. I'd never witnessed a celebration this unifying in my entire life. Can you even imagine Aldorian nobles fraternizing with poor townsmen? Nonsense, right? In Nistra, however, it's a usual occurrence. | |||
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The parade opened with a procession of cataphracts - the remnants of the ancient times when the Nistrian Empire stretched far to the east. The horses moved at a steady pace, heavy hooves hitting the cobblestones. The riders' armor resembled an exotic beast - fashioned together from countless shiny scales, it reflected the sun to a blinding effect. In their hands they carried hefty flanged maces gilded with ornaments. | |||
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Allegedly, it's almost impossible to hold your ground against a cataphract charge. Their wedge formations shatter enemy lines like a battering ram, overpowering even the most experienced pikemen. Even those who escape death by trampling rarely live to tell the tale - a couple mace swings is all it takes to send even a heavyily-armored knight to his forefathers. Once dazed by a sudden heavy cavalry charge, the infantry becomes almost entirely helpless... | |||
Revision as of 21:33, 14 April 2023
Description
| “ | Customs and Traditions of Nistra: Part One | „ |
Effect
Teaches :
Acquired From
- Always sold by Valden vir Krenn, owner of Vir Krenn's Printing House in Brynn.
Book content
The Great Despot, a ruler and a patron of Nistra, is well versed in the art of war. Every year he makes sure to carry out a military parade to show the might of the Nistrian army to common people - I actually had a chance to attend one of them. I'd never witnessed a celebration this unifying in my entire life. Can you even imagine Aldorian nobles fraternizing with poor townsmen? Nonsense, right? In Nistra, however, it's a usual occurrence.
( . . . )
The parade opened with a procession of cataphracts - the remnants of the ancient times when the Nistrian Empire stretched far to the east. The horses moved at a steady pace, heavy hooves hitting the cobblestones. The riders' armor resembled an exotic beast - fashioned together from countless shiny scales, it reflected the sun to a blinding effect. In their hands they carried hefty flanged maces gilded with ornaments.
( . . . )
Allegedly, it's almost impossible to hold your ground against a cataphract charge. Their wedge formations shatter enemy lines like a battering ram, overpowering even the most experienced pikemen. Even those who escape death by trampling rarely live to tell the tale - a couple mace swings is all it takes to send even a heavyily-armored knight to his forefathers. Once dazed by a sudden heavy cavalry charge, the infantry becomes almost entirely helpless...
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