Battle at the Ford

The battle at the stream ford was very much like what history records.

Rakkal took the lead, breaking arrows in the air and even deflecting spells with his Axe. It was clear that he had gained new skills and abilities, the very basics of the stuff of legend. His heavily armored cohort did their best to keep to his left and right, but they ended up trailing in his wake. Behind them, unable to keep pace with the champions and veterans, two hundred soldiers of mixed types followed.

Behind them, we punitive squads were ushered into the water.

"Help!" Nahsa screamed, "I can't swim."

"Take my hand." I offered, but she instead jerked away, then screamed as she lost her balance and drifted downstream.

Fara called out, "I'll put an arrow in her. No deserters."

"Wait!" I called out, "I have her."