Campaign In The Sands VII

(Third Person POV)

[Near Yronwood]

"Hold your ground!" a Man wearing leather armor with the sigil of the Red Cult shouted, "We cannot let them storm the temple!!!" 

Another man was clashing against a black knight, struggling to hold his own, but was determined, "I thought they were only targeting Septs!!" He shouted as he was pushed back, "Why must they attack the Lord's temples?! That is-" 

He was cut off by the black knight, who cut his head off in a swift motion. His head fell to the ground and rolled away as his body collapsed. 

"Curses!!!" He shouted, "Don't let them advance!!" 

They were outside a small temple, near Yronwood, locked in a battle with the Duskguard who suddenly assaulted them. While they were taken by surprise, they were able to hold the small group of knights back. Around a hundred of them were suddenly mobilized, which the Duskguard assumed were nearby for prayer. 

The Duskguard, a few dozen knights, were fiercely running them down, cutting men by men like it was no big issue. However, the only problem was that some priests were capable of bringing their fallen warriors back almost immediately. 

This became an issue that the black knights needed to adapt to almost immediately. 

Maegor suddenly came into view, running his sword into the chest of a man who was wielding a spear. He then pulled it out and swung it at his neck, cleaving it completely, and kicked his corpse out of the way as he parried the sword of another man, impaling his head with a thrust. 

He then swung his sword outwards, cutting through his head. Following it up almost immediately, Maegor cut the man's head in half. The corpse fell immediately to the ground as he stomped on his chest, crushing the ribcages with ease. 

"Men!!!" He bellowed as he had a fierce look on his face, "Kill them however you desire!! But destroy their heads! Cut them off, crush them, or shred them!!! They cannot function without one even if their stupid god brings them back!!" 

One of the Red Cultists who had a flaming sword looked at him, "And who is this supposed to be?" He said as his fellow warriors were clashing against some knights, "White hair.....black and purple eyes....is he some sort of abomination?" 

Maegor heard this and glared at him, "Abomination?" He said, "You filthy pleb. I am Maegor I Targaryen!! King of The Seven Kingdoms!!! And I have been sent here by Drakken to destroy you and your faith!!" 

"Maegor?!" The Man exclaimed, "The Cruel Tyrant?!" 

Maegor parried the sword of a random warrior, "That is right." He said as he swung his sword at his head, cutting it in half, "Tell me, Priest!! Does your Red God provide anything to protect you aside from resurrection?!" 

"Our Lord's Light guides the way." The Priest said as he began to take a step forward, "That is all we need!" 

Maegor smirked, "We are the Duskguard!!" He bellowed, "We are indomitable! We are unrelenting! We are ruthless!! And you have the unfortunate fate of facing I, King Maegor, the one who will cut you into pieces and string you up in your temple!!" 

"You can try!" The Priest said as he rushed towards Maegor, "You and your False God will learn that only the Lord of Light's grace will come out on top!" 

"Do your worst!!!" 

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[Kingsgrave]

Olyver was standing in front of several Septons who were kneeling down before him, bound with rope. He was leaning his bow in front of him as he looked at the men brought here from all over the area. 

"You..." He said as he rubbed his neck, "You were ripped away from your Septs, your fellow worshippers were captured and forced to work in camps set up in the Duskguard.....and here you are....before I, a commander of the Duskguard....." 

"I have heard of the heretic sorcerers led by Drakken...." A septon said, "A witch.....a sorcerer who uses rats and birds to do this bidding....." 

Olyver smiled slightly, "It brings me a bit of joy to hear that even a shit-stained Septon like you has heard of me." He said, "The Duskguard....it is quite a powerful army, a bit less than any other army in the Seven Kingdoms, but its might is unrivaled. I was fortunate enough to be one of the first when it was founded by Lord Drakken." 

The Septon looked at him, "You are nothing more than a slave...." He said, "All of you....you all ignored the words of the Seven...you spat in their faces." 

"Jon Rivers....Mya Rivers....and Olyver Rivers....." Olyver said, "Those were our names when we started the Duskguard. Lord Drakken was kind enough to give me powers far beyond what I would expect of myself....the same could be the same for Lady Mya.....now....Jon is the Lord-Commander of the Duskguard....he is a Lord as well....Lord of House Riversbane.....Lady Mya is a Drakkengard...mother of the Heir....." 

"what are you talking about?!" The Septon exclaimed

"I once failed My Lord...." Olyver closed his eyes, "And that will always give me great pain...that one failure is more than enough to bring me shame....to bring me death....but Our Lord is merciful...so he has given me a chance to prove myself....I have killed so many for him....I have done terrible things to redeem myself....and redeem myself I did...and all I ask for now.....is a name...Olyver of The Tower is not something I want my legacy to be...." 

"If you're going to kill me.....just do it!!" the Septon exclaimed

"Calm yourself." another said

"Kill you?" Olyver opened his eyes, "Oh no. Not yet. You see.....he will come.....the Great Dragon God....and in order to establish his dominance over The Seven....and the Red God...he has to make a display....." 

"Is he going to kill us?!" He exclaimed, "Let him do it. I will die in the name of the Seven!" 

"I just said that Our Lord is merciful." Olyver said, "You see....." 

"You won't get to be Martyrs...."