Sorry for the delay
The first day starts uneventfully. You have already crossed a few miles, gathering food along the way. Your hunters have the basic knowledge of creating their own stone-tipped arrows, so there's one less supply problem. Really, the whole thing is almost boring, until you remember that you're fighting cold-blooded guerrillas.
The main body of your force is directly behind you, your hunters however have the responsibility of scouting ahead, for both food and enemies. Or both, if you enjoy eating reptiles, but let's not get into that. It's only a few hours until one of the hunters report in.
"My lord, we have spotted a guard."
"Just one lizard?"
"One lizard next to a pile of wood. It's armed, but we should kill it easily, sir."
Hmm. It would make sense for a sentry to have a signal fire ready in case of intruders, but you're close enough to stop the fire from generating too much smoke. Perhaps the best thing to do is to get a closer look.
Crouching behind a tree, with some hunters to protect you, you take a look at the sentry. Indeed, there is a lizardman, with a torch next to a pyre. But the pyre is strange, the wood doesn't look right to make a tall pillar of smoke. Also, considering the position, the trees would almost completely block the smoke.
You are about to head back when you see the lizardman light the pyre, and a great amount of heat blasts at you, which is impressive, considering you're a few yards away. But this doesn't make sense, the lizardman didn't see you. Why would he light the pyre?
...Because the pyre was not for a signal.
Immediately, you hear a cracking, crinkly sound. You think it's the ground you're stepping on ( which is strangely made up of lots of crushed rock, like gravel ) but the sound comes from next to the pyre. Suddenly, you see something poking out of the ground.
With a tremendous crack, whatever creature the thing is awakens, digging it's way out. It is a large lizard, about the size of the cow, but its limbs are inordinately small, when compared to its body and head. Four more creatures pop out of the ground, and only then do you see the shattered remains of gigantic eggs hidden beneath the dirt.
The lizardman goes over to the larger creatures and begins feeding the monsters large scraps of meat from a woolen sack.
The monsters are babies you think to yourself. The large things can hardly move on their own, except by dragging themselves, but you believe that they'll grow big and strong enough. These things aren't like cattle, they're definitely meant for killing.
What are you going to do about the enemy's beasts of war?
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Name: Thauldar the Mighty
Age: 26
Gender:Male
Equipment: Iron Sword, Hide shield, Leather ornate armor, Steel helmet.
Vanguard: 300 heavy human infantry ( status: normal ), 100 hunters ( status: normal ).
1970 food ( gathered ), (-900 per turn )
Yeah, this is getting really cliche. Beasts of war? Yeah. Anyway, what are you gonna do?
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