Adair

Wow, thanks Titus! Whoa... glad you like it so much! Your praise I shall strive toward with my next build as well as this one.

Thank you, BrickCurve! Yes, that path is part of a new resurgence in the diagonal 1x2 tile technique on MP.

Thanks, Graham! Glad you like them, Alfadas! The next post will (hopefully) be up sometime next week. Glad you like the pines! Those were very experimental. Thanks a lot! Glad you like it, Vlad. Thanks, Kai! I've been working on that while, so I'm glad you like it! Thanks, LittleJohn! Glad you love them! Thanks, Mike! It's actually sand green, olive green, dark orange, and medium dark flesh. Glad it looks good though! Thanks! Glad the story is going well! It should get better.

A free-build for the Guilds of Historica and a continuation of the story of Adira Magdeburg. Check here: http://www.eurobrick...86#entry2261451 and the ones before for backstory. The pines sighed in the breeze, then fell silent, leaving the fields without noise except for the occasional chirp of a passing bird. A ball of ice lay at the bottom of Adira's stomach, refusing to leave. Nervously she surveyed the landscape around her. Nothing but grassland, pines, and the small collection of ruined walls and pillars that crawled along the ground around her. They should be here by now, it's nearly noon... Beside her, a villager mumbled something about skipping their midday meal, but quickly fell silent under Havers' stare. The hills again returned to noiselessness, leaving Adira alone with her thoughts, and her fears. What if the Desert King can see our positions, and is taking an alternate rout to Estolad, or flanking us at this very moment? Or perhaps Amir's Guerrillas have been alerted, and are descending from the mountains! What if the men haven't had enough training, and flee at the first sight of the battle? Adira glanced over the men behind her, and the ones on the other side of the road. Her gaze settled on Udgr, the Orc sergeant behind her, and Havers, the one legged ex-soldier, then over at Sirhan, the masked Guerrilla across the way, and her fears slowly began to calm. If they flee then I shall die defending in their place, and I know I shall have at least three others with me. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of marching boots in the distance, from the West. Mummies, and their allies. Her grip tightened on her blade, and her palms began to sweat, as they always did before battle. The ball of ice in her stomach seemed to double in size as she stared at the road, waiting for the first mummy to step into view. There was a dash of red, then the Mummy commander stepped into view, his cape swirling about him in the breeze. He was followed by two elite guards, then a whole procession of local militia from the town at the head of the valley, their dark green and black uniforms in striking contrast with the dark red of the mummy's uniforms. A gasp came from one of the villagers next to Adira, and she turned angrily to see him drop his spear and cover his mouth with his hands. “That's my son, in the Desert King ranks....” “Silence.” Adira whispered. She turned to Havers, her expression hard. “Order the attack.” Havers hesitated, then nodded. His voice echoed over the fields. “Forward and Charge!” A hail of arrows flew from the trees, slamming into the Desert King ranks, closely followed by yelling villagers in rag-tag armor and weaponry. All order among the Desert King troops disintegrated as soldiers saw the men next to them fall, pierced with arrows. Chaos ensued, as the villagers closed with their dis-ordered attackers, splitting shields and shattering helms in their fury. The troops panicked, fighting desperately but separately, each trying to protect his own neck. Adira charged toward the fray, her elation growing with each second. We're going to win! They're retreating! She charged toward the Desert King commander, a Mummy general, as he struck down an ax-wielding villager, drawing her sword. He turned, catching sight of her, and she ground to a halt. For a moment they stared at each-other, the battle moving in slow motion around them. Finally the Mummy spat toward her, his eyes burning with hate. His voice barely carried over the tumult of the battle. “I'll be back! And when I come next you will not survive!” A spear-wielding villager came up behind him, and he spun, cutting the man down. He scanned the battlefield, his gaze moving over the bodies that had been his men, then turned and, taking two running steps, leaped over a surprised villager and on toward the west. A cheer rose from the villagers, echoed down the road where more rag-tag soldiers raised their weapons over their vanquished foes. They had had victory over the forces of the Desert King, that which was counted impossible to do without a trained army. Adira surveyed the battlefield, suddenly tired and thirsty. Villagers walked about, congratulating each other, and laughing. A single man bent over the lifeless body of one of the militiamen, crying bitter tears for his dead son, but elsewhere the people celebrated their victory. Many were cheering her, and Havers was smiling broadly at her underneath his helm, but all she could think of were the Mummy General's last words. “I'll be back. And when I come next you will not survive.” The fight was not over, it had just begun. To be continued... Soli Deo Gloria & Sola Gracia!

Great work, ME! Those builds and the story are quite well done! Hope to see more Nocturnus from you soon!

As said on Flickr, great work!

Nice architecture, LittleJohn!

As said on Flickr, amazing work, Legonardo! Can't wait for more!

@Kai & Garmaddon: Now you know where I got much of my inspiration. Great uses of these builds, Halhi!

:P Thanks Drew.

Thank you! Maybe I think it's novice because I keep looking at all the greatest builds on Flickr... thanks for the comment!

Whoa! This is not what I was expecting when I clicked on this post! This is amazing! The layout, the detailing, the size... you have a TON of dark orange.... While I'm not quite a fan of the tile designs in places, I love pretty much everything else! Awesome work!

Lovely! A little messy, but still quite well done! Love the effect too!

Ahh, this build. As said on Flickr, great work! Love the wood-work!

Lovely work with the floor design, and I think the stair-way goes quite nicely here! SNOTing the top of the walls and the wooden portion near the back would have helped the build a lot, but I can understand piece-lack. :) Great work here!

Thanks! Glad you like the tree! Thanks! The path was sort of an experiment, so I'm glad you like it!

Thank you! Glad my rock-work experiment turned out well!

Nice work! I like your use of sand green!

Lovely work, De-Gothia! Those builds are great!

Thank you! Yes, it's SNOT in the middle, classic studs-up on top and bottom. No, you heard right, I was just quoting a movie that played off of that phrase. ;)

Thank you, Balbo!

Thank you! I shall attempt to continue improving. Thanks! I'm glad the lavender worked out this time! Thanks, Full Plate! Thank's Kai! Glad you like it! Thank you! And, believe me, my first try was terrible. Thanks! Yes, I have been told as much on Flickr, and I'm still looking for something suitable to go with sand green... hopefully my next attempt will be more successful.

Ooh, it will be hard to find enough things to comment on to comment on here ten times... Looking forward to more posts, so I can pay of my debt, and to see some of your MOCs!

Thank you! I was worried that the leaves would be just a little too different coloring than the sand green landscape, but I'm glad it turned out well! Thank you! Spot on! Yeah, wrong spelling... I'll get you the comments tomorrow! Thank you! I've grown quite fond of it too. Thank you! Hopefully it will get only better. If possible, I might want to do a crossover with you, as far as Estolad's 'non-combatants' taking refuge in the Nestlands. Thanks for the comment!

A Freebuild for the Guilds of Historica, and the next Episode in the story of Adira Navabi. Check here: http://www.eurobrick...howtopic=110813 and the ones before it for backstory. The wind whispered through the trees, swaying their branches in accordance with it's patterns, and carrying the scent of their blossoms to every bee within it's range. Adira smelled deeply, and smiled. The apple tree swaying above her seemed to send all it's best smells to her nose, as if it too were wishing her safety in the coming battle. The thought of the battle intruded upon Adira's bliss like a black mist, seeping into every part of her mind and demanding all of her attention. The Desert King forces had been sighted at the mouth of the valley a few days ago, and would be here any day now. All of the able bodied men would be arming up in the town, including whoever owned this orchard. A sudden loathing for what she was about to do overtook Adira as she stared across the orchard, full with the blossoms of spring. Who am I to bring down the hand the Desert King upon these people, these people who live day by day and whose only worries are I the rain will come late our not? “Lady Adira, the men await you in Estolad.” It was Havers. Adira knew without even turning. She could distinguish his unique mix of the Western and eastern dialects anywhere. She spoke without turning. “I can't do it, captain Havers.” There was a pause, then Havers spoke, his words slow a measured. “I can not speak for all the inhabitants of Estolad, but I believe I speak for the majority when I say that when we voted you as our head, that we would take whatever came for it, whether that be peace or war, life or death. If these people can have such courage as to trust you with their lives, you can at least lead them to the best of your abilities.” Adira turned on Havers, her showing a strange mixture of anger and sadness. “But how can I do so in good conscience? If I do, at least some of them will die. And even if we are victorious, and drive the Desert King forces back out of our valley, what can I promise them but a guarded peace, always in fear of another invasion? I would destroy their peace of mind forever.” Havers let out his breath slowly, staring past Adira in deep thought. Finally he focused on her again. “We can not have everything we wish for in one life, or in any number of lives, so we must choose the lesser of two Weavils*. In this case it is our decision whether we wish for security of our lives, though we be slaves to the whim of an Un-dead Tyrant, or Freedom to choose as we wish, to worship as we wish, though we be forever in fear for our lives. These people have chosen Freedom over security, and they have chosen you to lead them. You can only do as much as you are able, and they wish for no more from you.” Havers turned and started down the road back toward the town of Estolad, his motion halted yet smooth on his peg leg. “The men await.” Adira paused, taking one last look over the orchard behind her, then followed Havers down the road toward Estolad, battle, and a future that would define the history of Kaliphlin forever. To be continued... The build. Just a quick one to continue my story. I gave a try at using the tree-leaves from altBricks, a Lego off-brand store, and I'm not sure what to think. Thoughts? *Ten comments to the person who can tell me where this quote is from. Soli Deo Gloria & Sola Gracia!