Chapter 9: Outnumbered – Days have passed since the last battle. Most of the leaves have fallen from the trees. The branches are barren from the savagery of the Charr, but there is another reason. The brutality of the season is starting to take toll. When you’re this close to the Shiverpeaks, Winter is unwelcomed. Today is Winter Solstice. It means that the coming months will be too harsh for war. Even the Charr would have difficulty waging war in such elements.
TANK shouts, “OK people, listen up. Today’s our last day here. With Winter approaching, there’s no point in holding this position. The Ascalonian refugees should be safe by now and I don’t intend to freeze my butt off here. Tomorrow, I’m heading out. Now I’ll leave the choice up to you. Either you join me, as we defend Old Ascalon or you can meet up with Devona and her friends.”
At that very moment, an Ascalonian Scout spots trouble on the horizon. With fear and terror in his voice he shouts, “Sir… SIR… the Charr are coming.”
TANK is stunned by this news. He replies, “How many do you see?”
The Ascalonian Scout replies, “It… it… I can’t tell… there are so many. I can see more than 9,000 Charr.”
TANK shouts, “What?! Over 9000? That’s impossible.”
At best, the Tower of Wysoki holds no more than 100 people. Currently, these walls protect less than half that amount. You are severely outnumbered. Your tactical advantage has been nullified by brute force, something the Charr excel at.
What do you want to do?