[i]The montain air thick and heavy with deffing sound of shell's going off with a
wineing,siren sound that seemed to go for an hour with a ping like a air raid
warning clapping the brain off the skull.Useing the reversce bareth to conter
the shock wave from the shells,which iron lord Machrun had shown his small unit.
Feeling kicked in from behide the eyeball afther a few repuition one would feel the
top sink to the middle a formiler moment closeing me from all pain fell over
me the power suit of the slain Daedric high gurad plused with glowing red and bule
runes.Madness of war was the orders being called out from those of high rank,
'then the on thinkable happened what came to pass was pure horror!! on seasioned
fool's would be lost by a power which hald them transfixed in a recycleing moment
of fear that had no near end in sight.Not being one to feel the fear of lesser fighting men
Machrun gave the orders to purefie the poor fool's with sword, hammer,bloted arrow
heads spine,heads flash of steel ,wosh of weighted warhammer parted men from the life of this world.Over the lighting cries all men looked to Iron lord Machrun for that was the right thing to do, now hear this my brothers the bonds that hold men and beast is ripping apart
we must hold the line here
oblivion!
OBli..vion
OOOBLIVION all can'nt be lost

Interesting.