The tall iron-clad figure stood at the top of the rocky hill, his long hair blowing behind him. He stared out over the red, smoky surface of the landscape before him, searching for something. Smoke billowed up into the air in many different areas below, sites of destruction from an obvious war. This land had obviously been subjected to much recent devastation and bloodshed. The look in the man's eyes told a story of experience and one of pain. It also told of worry. Rapid footsteps approached from behind him. He moved his hand to the hilt of his sword, but refrained from drawing it when he saw who was coming.
"Kahos!" an intent voice spoke.
"What is it Accraty?"
"Bad news. There's going to be another attack." the radar picked up a small fleet of Coshoctan ships skimming the planet and heading this way." the fair skinned elfish man spoke.
"They should be over the horizon within the hour."
"Well, I don't have much of a choice then, do I?" Kahos asked.
"I guess not. I am sorry that they never made it back. Perhaps they will lay low until we can send out some scouts after the attack." Accraty replied.
"I guess I don't have much of a choice."Kahos repeated. "I'm going down to find them myself." He began putting on his helmet as if preparing for battle.
"Kahos, you cannot do this. It would be suicide. You know that no one will go with you and you cannot possibly go alone."
"Look Accraty, I understand the concern coming from my best friend, and the advice has been considered. I will see you within the hour, and I will have Miranda and Kwami with me."
The man turned and began his descent down the hill into the war ravaged land below.
"I was afraid he'd say something like that."Accraty said to himself as he slung his long-bow over his shoulder and followed his friend.
He looked back into his quarrell and noticed that only five arrows remained.
"This is going to be bad." he said