[ WP ] It 's the climax of a battle between two warring powers . Swords clash , steel rings , blood pours , and a large alien mothership appears from the heavens .

This was once a peaceful land, but peace does not demand a strong ruler. Alomon was the first farmer to fight against the raging barbarian ’ s, and so he unwittingly became King. He accepted this burden because nobody else would, and he had no intention of watching his wives being raped, or his children becoming slaves. King Alomon was rallying his troops to prepare for a moon lit battle. Come morning they would be victorious, or dead. This war would end tonight. 
 
 The barbarians had won the battle against Meadtown yesterday, they were all asleep in their crude tents or drinking themselves numb off of the ale they plundered. Their horses were lined up on the edge of camp, eating the grains that were meant to keep an innocent village fed for the winter. 
 
 The ale had been tainted, the loss was planned. The barbarians would be squatting in the woods within the hour, their bowels would turn to water. This would not be a glorius victory, but glory means little when you want to keep your children alive. Alomon and his troops waited for the barbarian hordes to fall ill. 
 
 One… Two… Three barbarian soldiers were moaning from the woods, liquid splattering out of them. Alomons soldiers easily caught them unawares and slit their throats. They then fell back to rejoin their comrades, waiting for the rest of the horde to feel the fire in their gut. 
 
 A bright star appeared in the sky, Alomon and his men took it as a good omen. The star grew brighter, and closer. It began to take form. It was dark and lined with brilliant torches, the shape of an arrow head. It was falling quickly, the barbarians shielded the faces from the bright light. Alomon was frightened, but hoping for the star to crush his enemies. 
 
 The star stopped. It was now directly over the barbarian camp. The lights were so bright that Alomon had lost the cover of darkness, the barbarians saw him, but they concerned themselves more with the floating lights above. 
 
 A loud sound shook the earth, then everything became quiet. From the bushes, were the the slain barbarians laid in their filth, something began to stir. 
 
 To be continued...
