I need learning :attn armon

[Ramza]

Rowul was tired, and he knew it. But he was so close to his promotion that he simply didn't have time for more than a few hours of sleep aday.. so when he saw his commander he stopped hiim and whisptered.....

 

"i have never lead a charge with lances, i have always lead horse archers, could you please teach me how to???"

 

 

 

(ooc btw did you and kael figure out if we could divide the calvary so that there are horse archers,, ,cause i really want to branch off in that area if not that cool.)

[WhiteWolf]

Today was not a good day, not for Amon and not for anyone who got on his bad side and the thought of having to teach a Lieutenant to lead the Cavalry, which Amon still regarded as hisCavalry, did not fill him with good feelings.

 

Pulling on his boots, Amon grabbed his swords and strapped them to his back, making sure he did not trap his hair in the belts that would be all he needed to nearly decapitate himself with his own swords. Leaving his quarters, he shut the door behind him then made his way to the horse lines and saddled his horse, making sure the girth strap was tight, and then checked his horses shoes, today would not be a good day to throw a shoe. Climbing into the saddle, Amon guided his horse out towards the main gate and after greeting the sentries made his way to the large field where the Cavalry practiced their tactics, just as he got there he felt the first large drops of rain on his skin and cursed his luck, this was not what they needed today.

 

Seeing Rowul standing besides his horse, Amon rode over to him and greeted the Lieutenant, exchanging small talk with him until the two squads he was to lead arrived.

 

“Good morning men, and what a fine day it is for our little practice.†Amon grinned at the replies he got from the two squads; obviously they did not relish this anymore than Amon did. “Now you all know what we are doing today, so lets make this as easy as possible.â€

 

Turning back to Rowul, Amon told him to observe what was about to happen and to keep well out of the way. “We do not want to lose any more Leutents just because they got to close to the action.†The grin on Amon’s face was not a pleasant one; it was one he used to scare Leutents.

 

“Form a line, lances high!â€

 

Quickly the two squads did as ordered with the minimum of fuss and when they were in position Amon moved to the center of the line, and signalled to the Sergeants to move the men forward. Starting at a slow walk, the two squads moved forward slowly, and then increased speed to the trot, still keeping their lances in the upright position. Amon signalled for an increase in speed and lowered his lance, aiming it at the distant target making sure the men were holding the line and encouraging any who did not keep up. It was essential that the charge hit the enemy as hard as possible, and all together. A fractured charge was more dangerous to the Cavalry than it was to the enemy.

 

The ground was a blur now, and Amon concentrated on keeping his lance level, and the line straight, his Sergeants were good men and a great help, but even so it was a manouveur that required constant practice to perfect.

 

The results of the charge were better than Amon expected, and this helped to lighten his mood some and he quickly had the squad reform and return to the starting position. “Well Rowul, now you have seen how it is done, it is time you joined in. Take your place amongst the men and we will do it again. After we have repeated this three times it is your turn to lead.â€

 

Amon

 

Under Commander,BotRH

 

Berserker for Life

 

OOC Rowul, post your impressions about the charges, make them realistic then post leading one charge, and one only. I do not want you to get it right the first time, so come up with some reason as to why you fail,ok?

[Ramza]

Rowul might have been scared of that smile, had he not been Commanders of the White Cloaks long ago.

 

Rowul only smiled back with a look as innocent as possible.

 

Watching the charge Rowul only shook his head. This was as different as day and night to him, there was no spliting off to harrass the eneimes flanks, no arrows flying. This was not going to be a good day, no not a good day at all.

 

"....so lead the men in a charge." said his leader extrodinar.

 

"Well i suppose i can try though differnt that my training be, try my hardest i will, no more can you ask."

 

Rowul mounted Iron Heart, his overly muscular war horse, and made a gathering motion to the men. "Well hows everyone doing today?"

Grumbling insued.

"Yes, yes i know, you were woke up to do this because i have never lead a calvary charge like this, so lets make the best of it, Rage squad on my left, Spartans on my right, well mount up."

 

Rowul had given up praying to the light for some time, after seeing what had happened to a young Leutneant that had been assighned to him by the questioners. Never had he prayed agian.

 

It was said that there are no aiethists in combat, Rowul was the exception, there was no longer any room for this "Light" if a "creator" would let that happen to one of his charges then "it" deserved none of his praise, or prayers.

 

"Line up, we will begin at a walk,"

"begin at a walk" echoed the sergeants.

 

The line held smoth for a time but teh outermost men were starting to flag.

"We will advadce at a trot"

"advance at a trot." echoed the sergeants.

 

Yes Rowul could see it but he knew of no way to reform, he line was going to become a "V" any second now.

 

"Charge on my command"

 

Seconds can sometimes feel like eternity, there was nothing he could do to stop now, it was a V or nothing.

 

"CHARRRRRGGGEEEEE"

 

Rowul leveled his lance and found his crook, Pointing it slightly left the men turned to meet his new direction,,,,,,,,but a V was still there....

 

 

After hitting his imagionary targer he troted the men back down there Himself in front then begind him both squads acting as platoons with one on his left and the onther on his right.

 

"How was that to your liking sir." said rowul with a smile