Marauders Era Novels & Stories

Scaled the watchtower ladder in three massive leaps. I reached the top and looked out over the valley’s narrow entrance. My breath stopped. Thousands of torches lit the horizon like a sea of fallen stars. The army stretched back as far as I could see. A wall of fur, steel, and fire. Our three hundred looked like ants. And there — at the front of the golden-clad army, mounted on a coal-black stallion beside Alpha Richard — stood Mara. No longer hunched. No longer frail. She stood tall in robes of silver and black, her white hair whipping in the coming storm. She looked up at the watchtower. Caught my gaze across the distance.

The only commonality among these six individuals was that they each had the same emblem on the back of their respective armor. This was another team-oriented mechanic that could be found in Immortal Era. This mechanic is for persons that wanted to work together with a greater number than can be accommodated by standard parties but has fewer numbers than what is needed to form guilds. Members would have to register at a Mercenary guild, where they would then be allowed to form mercenary groups. These mercenary groups are given roughly the same amount of benefits that guilds can have, with a few restrictions.

The storm was here, and they would either stand and fight or be swept away in its wake. --- Later that day, the rebellion’s forces assembled, a motley group of survivors, rebels, and outcasts who had come together under the banner of the Moonmark. The camp was filled with a tense energy, everyone sharpening weapons, preparing supplies, and setting their sights on the battle ahead. Each person knew what was at stake, and the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on all of them.

“Caden’s dealing with patrol rotations. Why?” “I need to talk to you.” I straightened. Her tone was direct, calm, but not tentative. I liked that. She didn’t shrink herself around me anymore. “I’m listening.” She exhaled slowly. “I’ve been in touch with Mara.” I nodded once. “The rogue Alpha?” “She’s not a rogue. Not anymore. She has a following—wolves who don’t belong anywhere else. Fighters. Survivors.” Mara had helped Kalilah when no one else was there.

he said, shaking his head sadly. " It bled my heart the last time I had to kill so many of you " Thomas said, and in that moment Reuben's eyes widened in realization, and he put it all together, the attack at the beach, when Fasting had killed fourteen agents, it wasn't Fasting's men that had infiltrated the group, it was Thomas, he convinced CSS agents to fire at their own team members, it was him all along.

They were merely cogs in a wheel. When Mara neared the market’s edge, she stole one last glance backward, her lips tightening. To top it all off, she could see pieces of the confusion and terror which had struck the survivors — those who hadn’t made it out before the end — etched on their faces. Some of them were already assisting the wounded, attempting to establish some semblance of order, but it was too late. The damage had been done. And Mara had only just begun. Walking through the empty streets with her cloak billowing behind her, her mind raced with plans. She had made her statement; now she would have to maintain the momentum. No more hiding. Waiting in the shadows is over. The witch

“I don't think Rune’s a complete monster. Broken? Yes, and maybe a little insane. But I just wanted to talk before this turned into a battle that'd inadvertently claim innocent lives and leave many wounded and mourning.” “You seem very touchy about battles and clashes,” Raven noted with a dryness that sounded forced. “I am,” I sighed. “The last battle we had before I put up the wards, was with an alliance of sorcerers and the cold ones. They plundered half of my pack and my men, you know Mara?” I didn't wait for her answer before continuing. “Mara lost her four sons and husband that day, all she has now are her two daughter in law's and two grand-daughters.”

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

The she-wolf stumbled backwards and fell to the dirt, Mj immediately advanced and as Mara put her hand up in surrender Mj took hold of her wrist and hauled her from the floor. For the next twenty-five minutes, Mj and Mara went around and around doing the same things, Mj would slap or trip Mara causing the woman to fall into the dust and Mara would continue to tell her she didn’t want to talk about it until Mara finally hit her boiling point. Mara’s knees and rear end were sore from landing on them repeatedly and her lip had been busted open from Mj’s relentless backhands to the face, so as Mj raised her hand to swing again Mara ducked low and swept the hunters legs out from under her. Mj hit

Morgott smiled and said, “I can now go all out. It’s time to show my strength.” “What do you mean you can go all out?” James got up and patted him on the shoulder. “The was has been ceased. Your task has been completed.” Then, while Morgott was confused, James turned to look at Marius and Hankin. “You two, please guard this area. We have to meet our allies.” After that, he flew over to Marius with the secondary Marauder token. “You and Xalvador will control the Marauder Army of One Hundred Thousand Warriors, including the Alcide beings and living beings here. When in doubt, you three can make the decision.”