Elven Armies Novels & Stories

"These casualty reports are appalling, Ashren. You have lost twelve warriors in the last week alone. Your perimeter is full of holes. You are bleeding out." Ashren flinched. The shift from emotional reunion to military critique jarred him. He straightened his spine, trying to salvage some shred of his Alpha authority. "We are fighting a ghost army," he said, his voice hardening. "They strike at night. They don't leave tracks. They use magic, Elara. We are wolves. We fight with teeth and claws. We aren't equipped to fight sorcery." "That is why I am here," I said. "To do what you cannot."

Harley was pale, her rose gold hair looking dull against the horror in her face. Adam watched me with a focused intensity. "Scarlett, we have two forces converging. Cardan is dealing with internal dissent and raising his troops, believing the enemy is political rebellion and the Giants. Meanwhile, the Giants are attacking the Elves on the border. We need to unify our armies now, even if we don't understand the full scope of Aethyros's return."

[LYCAN KINGDOM B - OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT TIME] The vast expanse of the Lycan Kingdom stretched out before Zilver and his army, a seemingly endless forest cloaked in the vibrant hues of autumn. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves and the distant promise of adventure. Zilver, the formidable lycan king of kingdom A with eyes as sharp as his silver armour, rode at the head of his troops, their horses pounding the earth with each thunderous step. The army moved with a synchronised precision that spoke of years of training and discipline.

They were on large papers everyone could see from their side of the table. “...are called The Unbidden Army. Created using extremely dark sorcery and they are a hybrid of Wolves and Vampires. We have confirmed that there is a certain vampire leading this army against us. Against me in particular. His target is me and whatever I love, which extends to this pack. We have never lost a war, and I don't intend to allow this vampire create a new record for himself. We would fight against this Unbidden Army and we would win. I appreciate the measures you all have put in place. The new armies formed. The sleepless nights and long months of training. I believe we're ready to take on whatever is broug

Cold seeps through my fingers, as I take a step back. What the fuck?! 'Hello, you pretty thing,' the teeth says, 'Scared are we?' At the mention of the word, I bristle, baring my fangs in reply. I'm many things, but I like to be in control as much as possible. 'Who. Are. You'. 'I think we both know the answer to that question, Keilen,' it says. The annis. I still can't believe it, the creature from the stories, the dark witches of the elven race, darker than even the mages. Their guild was one of the major factors of the fall of Citadell….or so Argell said.

Chapter sixty six Dracul At first I thought a sort of darkness had encroached the lands, but as we approached getting closer and closer, I realized that they were all men, dressed in armor, that resembled the very blackness of night on a closer look, with magical scouts and it was made known that the influence of Chaos had been far spread among them, drawing heavily on their very essence. The Shadow Army as I'd termed them had incited a deep fear in the once riotously psyched men and women and hushed montones and murmurings sifted it's way through the restless crowd, even the horses neighed in dismay and left to them, they'd have bolted out just like many of the faces. "Sire," Alvarez's voic

They were vicious against enemies, the shapeless assassins and spies that could penetrate the defences of any threat whilst also providing aid to those that they obey. A faint shuddering in the shadows hinted at the appearance of the wolves. They moved cautiously, looking to avoid the last of the dappled light that fell between the pine trees. Slowly their forms took shape like watery images of beasts, their bodies floating and swirling like smoke and mist. Behind the witch, the warriors shifted uneasily, still not used to seeing these curious creatures. “Look, Signe! Do you see them?” Estrid cooed to her daughter, pointing to the first of the shadowy figures that stepped out from the roilin

They dress in blues and greens, usually in garments that are loose and flowing. They live in the Vesve Forest, they are magic resistance having the power to use arcane magic, archers and trained military. Wild elves appear light or dark brown, have a white or gray hair, and live in forested areas. Having the power to to help lost adventurers, though usually such "help" involved capturing intruders, magically altering their memories, and setting them free some distance away from their homelands. Wood elves appear to have coppery skin and green, brown, or hazel eyes. Wood elven hair is usually black or brown. They live in the province of Valenwood, have the ability to use bows and are gifted a

“Hmm…if that’s the case…” Ella’s forehead knitted together. After a brief moment of silence, she finally said, “Well, I can pretend that I’ve not seen you guys today. The Nine Armies is made up of nine fortresses and there’s something special about us. Although we belong to the Anti-Alliance Guard, we’re not united in fact. All fortresses are playing their own game and having their own desires. So, I’d advise you not to enter any of the fortresses if the situation permits.”

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"