Battle Skirt Color:Brown The Woodland Realms had been

The Woodland Realms had been avenged

and the feather at the back dropped

The blade has been handed down generation after generation

slow and unstoppable

as the longships kissed the shore and the clash of steel echoed through fjords

Battle Skirt Color:Brown The Woodland Realms had beenLegend Pouncing into action, the feral warrior dashed out of the underbrush with the speed of the panther and the roar of a tiger. Summoning the might of the forest spirits and the anger of outraged ancestors, the battle shaman closed in on the invaders, daggers slashing through the air like the talons of the harpy eagle, ripping through the soldiers' thick uniforms like they were made of crumbling leaves. The warrior was a blur in the shadows and