This story begins when a stout and courageous warrior was told that he was picked to participate in the upcoming battle. Excited, the warrior readied his equipment and entered the battlefield. Before him stood a large valley that stretched forward beyond his sight, obscured by the morning fog. The horns of battle began to sound as his comrades began their charge down the hill towards a looming structure that reeked of hay, manure and blood. To the warrior's surprise there was no resistance to be found at the structure, just the eerie silence that seemed to creep into every crevice. After confirmation that the area was secure, the team split into two groups and headed towards a large hill that overlooked the whole valley and a deep depression that led to tunnels and resources long abandoned.
The warrior then starting wondering what was the point of this operation. He had not seen a single enemy and it seems to be just a simple acquisition of land that had been vacated from a previous conflict. Deciding that it was a pointless operation, he stayed at the first structure and took a good look at the surroundings. Directly north, there was a large lake with an island sitting quietly in the middle billowing smoke from an unknown source every so often. He was curious as to what could be producing the smoke and decided he would climb to the roof and take a better look. It took only a minute to arrive on top, but what he saw was a completely different scene.
There were bloodied allies running towards his area in terror with several pursuers, hungry for blood. He found out the smoke was being created by a large signal fire and was surrounded by what looked to be a dozen soldiers. It was then he realised that this wasn't just an acquisition operation but a battle to stop the enemy from gaining a foothold in this area. The pursued ally had been caught and was being unceremoniously executed, begging for his life. Seeing this, the warrior leaped down from the roof and charged into them with a fury unmatched by his foes. One, two, three they fell as he kept slashing and bashing with all his might. As he stood on their corpses victorious he heard the sound of more battle horns, but these weren't sounds he was familiar with. Turning around, he saw dozens of well armed soldiers advancing towards the position, holding the heads of his once-allies.
With no allies in sight, the warrior haerd-
Holy crap, I guess assignment writing really does help O.O
Also, I'm a terrible fantasy writer.
. So yeah the other day, I was at my fi ... FUUUUUUU