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==Book content==
==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.
"Sir Elrich! Hubris suits you poorly" the ringleader speaks, his dagger is at the girl's neck. "Where is your company? Your brothers in arms ran in fear from the Aeberholt's Scourge?" Sir Elrich draws his sword, tosses the scabbard aside. He measures his foes up, and replies with a smirk:
 
"My company is finishing off the rest of your godless band. Put down your weapon, or the Host be my witness, I'll end you." The leader laughs in his arrogance: "For your impudence the first one to pay is the innocent.” One slice, and the blood gushes out from the cut in the neck. The knight is blinded with fury, thirsting for payback. A bow is barely drawn when sir Elrich sends the archer's head flying with one swing. He charges at another. One by one in the chaos of battle the villains are bested. Terror and fear. The Death is approaching. The ringleader, dastardly Treban, the Aeberholt's Scourge, in vain he raises his shield. With a short, feinted swing Sir Elrich's blade cuts at his arm, then chops off his head. At last the soldiers arrive only to witness their lord surrounded by corpses. And no living soul has remained. Everything's still but the dying campfire.


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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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Revision as of 19:04, 18 June 2021

Two-Handed Swords Treatise I/Tooltip

Description

Allows to learn some greatsword abilities.

Effect

Teaches :

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Book content

"Sir Elrich! Hubris suits you poorly" the ringleader speaks, his dagger is at the girl's neck. "Where is your company? Your brothers in arms ran in fear from the Aeberholt's Scourge?" Sir Elrich draws his sword, tosses the scabbard aside. He measures his foes up, and replies with a smirk:

"My company is finishing off the rest of your godless band. Put down your weapon, or the Host be my witness, I'll end you." The leader laughs in his arrogance: "For your impudence the first one to pay is the innocent.” One slice, and the blood gushes out from the cut in the neck. The knight is blinded with fury, thirsting for payback. A bow is barely drawn when sir Elrich sends the archer's head flying with one swing. He charges at another. One by one in the chaos of battle the villains are bested. Terror and fear. The Death is approaching. The ringleader, dastardly Treban, the Aeberholt's Scourge, in vain he raises his shield. With a short, feinted swing Sir Elrich's blade cuts at his arm, then chops off his head. At last the soldiers arrive only to witness their lord surrounded by corpses. And no living soul has remained. Everything's still but the dying campfire.

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