The thunder of hooves could be heard out among The Twins. The sound of the approaching army was like the footsteps of doom come for the ending of the world for the men stationed there. They had not eaten in over a week and had received no word from Kingslanding despite sending several messengers. They looked out past the forts walls to see the advancing army in the distance. Made up of horsemen, foot soldiers, pikesmen, laddermen, archers more men then the defenders of the fort hoped to count. Mutterings of surrender began springing up from the men but were quickly and harshly silenced by their commander. The warriors of Godwin would fight, and die this day.
On the plains steadily marching to the fort between the south and the north Arthas sat atop his warhorse, his keen gaze on the fort before him. Once could almost smell the fear in the air. Feel the terror from the defenders in the late autumn air. Samara rode beside him along with one of his most elite generals.
Natasha, The Crimson Mercenary. Natasha was a well known assassin and sword for hire that fell in with Arthas a few years ago. The two met at the edge of a knife, Natasha was hired to kill the infamous Bandit King but after a brutal and bloody fight she had met her match. Instead of killing her Arthas offered her a chance to get some of the red out of her ledger. An opportunity to do something good with her life and her skills for once. She accepted and has since become one of his most trusted and gifted generals.
"This shouldn't take long."
She said, her thick accent rolling off her tongue. An accent that Arthas found quite attractive as he turned to her to give her a quick smirk.
"That was the plan."
He said before Samara spoke up.
"With the Gods blessing we can have this battle finished before nightfall with few losses."
The lady Knight said as her hard stare locked onto the defenses looming before them. Natasha let loose a playful put as she pursed her lips impishly.
"You obviously don't know Arthas the way I do Lady Samara, he'd never finish that quickly."
She teased coyly before riding off to marshal her men. Arthas shook his head with a laugh while Samara just glared after Natasha. The Owl King breathed out a long sigh, steeling himself for the battle to come before turning to Samara.
"Have the laddermen prepare themselves. Once we hit the walls it's going to be on them. I'd rather not burn the whole thing down if we didn't have too."
"Right away My King."
Samara said dutifully before riding off to carry out her orders. The massive wooden fort was just ahead now. The time had come to wipe out the defenders of The Twins and press on to Robert and his hungry wolves. Arthas reached down to his saddle and drew the Staff of Talons before holding it above his head signaling the halt.
The defenders were at their stations, bows at the ready yet the army had stopped just out of range. Arthas eyes scanned for weak spots. From the weary, unsteady look of Godwin's forces the entire fort appeared to be a weak spot.
"It appears Natasha's right... This will be over quickly."
He muttered to himself before riding a few more steps ahead of his army to shout at Godwin's men in the fort.
"Warriors of the false King! Lay down your weapons and open the gates at once! You have one chance to live to see tomorrow! Refuse... and none of you will ever see home again..."
No response but the haunting sounds of the crows flying up above, hungrily awaiting the meal to come. A dark smile etched it's way onto Arthas face.
"I'd hoped that'd be your answer."
With that he slowly rose his weapon into the air and the army at his back began to chant menacingly. Banging their swords on their shields as they bellowed out in challenge. The thunderous sound struck terror in the hearts of their enemies in the fort. The order has been giving, the battle had begun.
"CHARGE!!!"