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Revision as of 13:03, 9 October 2020

Two-Handed Swords Treatise I/Tooltip

Description

Allows to learn some greatsword abilities.

Effect

Teaches :

Acquired From


Book content

Pretty much everyone has heard tales about the Steel Company and its heroic exploits. Even though it had only existed for a mere ten years, it still managed to participate in more campaigns, battles, and ventures than any other mercenary band of Aldor.

It was the Steel Company which introduced the fashion for fighting with greatswords among the mercenaries, as most of its troops usually fought on the front lines, thriving in the midst of battle. Those who had a misfortune of meeting the Steel Company on the battlefield prayed to avoid another confrontation.

( . . . )

When the orcs reached the mercenaries, the battle appeared to be over. It looked like the growling, roaring wave of enraged savages ran the mercs down, consuming each and every soldier. A cacophony of colliding steel and dying screams - it was impossible to make out the details in the dense morning fog...

Every fighter of the Steel Company was worth ten men. Skillfully parrying vicious strikes, they retaliated with daring lunges of their own, slaying multiple foes with each cleave. When the fog had finally dissipated, the amazed villagers saw the resulting aftermath of that unprecedented battle. Unsteady with fatigue and leaning on their swords, the five remaining soldiers stood amid the mountains of sliced up orcish corpses...

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