Chapter 1



Maiggasha arose from his cot and looked at the wall and other soldiers around him. He and his fellow dwarves had just fought of a company of enemy gnomes and he could still feel the adrenaline coursing through his body. Maiggasha was part of what was left of a once magnificent and powerful empire, fighting for their lives everyday to keep out the enemy gnomes and goblins that had forged an alliance with one another and had wiped out the empire from the inside.
It had been years since the rebellion and destruction of their empire. And the survivors of the rebellion where losing morale, and strength to hold off the almost daily raids. The way things were going they could make it maybe a couple of months more at the most. Before having to and give up any last hope of regaining what they lost.
Lieutenant Handor appeared from around a corner of the barricade, and looked like he had found another flaw in Maiggasha’s attempt to protect his people. Lieutenant Handor was the head of Maiggasha’s platoon, and could always find something wrong with what Maiggasha did.
Handor was in his fifty’s and was old and battle hardened from the Entrean wars. They had taken place over thirty years ago and it had determined the fate of the empire. Thankfully they had won the war and had permanently destroyed their enemy the Glaythrians.
“Maiggasha! I saw your handy work with the gnomes. Two of our few archers are dead because of you!” “I had five gnomes on top of me! I was a little more concerned with keeping myself alive at the moment!” said Maiggasha.
“I don’t care Maiggasha, because of your poor job at keeping our archers alive I’m assigning you to latrine duty for two weeks” “But lieutenant-““No!” Do you want to make it three?” Handor yelled. “No” Maiggasha Whimpered “No what?” Handor bellowed. “No sir!”

Although life at the fort could be rough, Maiggasha still had friends. Maiggasha was reminded of this when he saw Monren and Litchrum tricking one of the elderly men in the camp to keep going in a circle. They could achieve this because of his poor eyesight. If Maiggasha had been caught doing this he would have been severely punished by having his beard shaved off and having to stand out in the middle of the town square for the whole night and endure the cold and winds that came with winter. “Hey Litchrum hey Monren, stop teasing Winthream you know what he can do to you if you would just stay still” “Yeah yeah blast us to bits with his “almighty” powers”.
Maiggasha ignored this, and so did Winthream, his eyesight may have been poor but he could hear like no one else. Winthream was powerful but kind, and was always there to console and advise the others of the village. “We heard Handor yelling, what was it this time?” asked the two. “He said that I have latrine duty for two weeks because two of our archers where killed and he said it was my fault” Growled Maiggasha. “When I had five gnomes on top of me!”he added.
“Typical, he just needs somebody to blame and since he dislikes you, you’re the perfect choice”. Said Monren. “I thought you two had guard duty today”? Questioned Maiggasha. “No that was yesterday, today we’re completely free”. How come? Said Maiggasha. Handor said that we did such a good job with recon last week and dismantling that onager the goblins had set up on our border that we could have this week off” they said proudly.
“I’ll see you two later, I better go get started on latrine duty.” “Okay, have fun with your latrine duty” they snickered. “Whatever.” Maiggasha sighed.

The shovel was old and rusty, the latrines stank of fermenting waste, and it was the perfect place for disease and unborn insects to settle in and wait for a victim. “You have to be very careful,” Maiggasha had been told. “You’ll wind up with some disease before you can say your beard’s on fire” He remembered this, and stayed very clear of the worse sections, unless he had to go near them. The job took him nearly half the day to clean out all fifteen latrines. When he was done, he had been in the latrines for so long that he had become desensitized to the smell. Sadly his friends weren’t and picked him up a mile away, and he became the laughing stock once again.
After taking a long swim in the frigid lake, did he come out, thankful to be rid of that horrible smell. HE decided that he should do some hunting to help replenish the food supply. He went back to the barracks and to his bunk where he found the one thing that was his only pride. His triple barreled rifle, it was Trenauchk made, and still had the same shine the day he had bought it. He found some powder, and shot then headed back outside and into the forest.
It was very quiet in the forest and this gave Maiggasha an advantage so he could listen for the crunching of snow that a rabbit’s paws would make. If he was as lucky as last time he might be able to make out with seven or so rabbits by nightfall. This night he unfortunately was not as lucky as last night, and only caught two. This was disheartening for the dwarf warrior. Since he was usually an exceptionally good hunter.
Maiggasha returned to camp to find a platoon of Gnomes along with their leader _______. “We will give you two days to leave ______________, or we will make you.” Bellowed the Gnome warrior. “And what if we don’t?” Questioned Lieutenant Handor. “Then we will destroy every last filthy Dwarf, Fairy and Human in the land.”













Chapter 2



The room was hot and stuffy, and the smell of pipe tobacco was almost too much to handle. The only reason Maiggasha was in the room with the other Lieutenants and Commander Grendalauk was because he was their ambassador of foreign species, and he had been at the battle of Linitchrin.
It had been one of the few retreating battles that the empire had ever won. The reason he was needed at the meeting, was because at the battle the empire had tried new tactic and it had worked very well. What they did was they employed the work of some of the Griffin clans nearby, they had requested that the griffins should fly over the battlefield and drop boulders and other objects onto the enemy.
This had worked so well because the enemy was shorter in a stature and size, this means that a boulder dropping from a couple hundred feet will do a lot of damage to a little gnome. After many hours of debating, they commander gave the final word. We where to try and use the griffins again, if that is they would cooperate.
Since he was the ambassador he was picked to travel to the nearby griffin clans and request their help again. Once Maiggasha had chosen the other men or his team he briefed them on Griffins so they would not accidentally insult them and jeopardize the mission. “Griffins are extremely intelligent; they are cunning and are very important ally for us. We cannot afford to not have their help.” “ I will do most of the talking once we arrive, but if you have anything you would like to say, simply stamp your foot to show you want to say something.” “My one warning is that whatever you say, they will hold you too your word. They cannot easily be outsmarted.” That means no mind games Conen. Conen was a hotheaded elf that thought he was the smartest elf in the land. When in reality it was Litchrum.
“Alright…” replied Monren. Okay men let’s move.
Maiggasha’s team obeyed, and began the journey to the first Gryphon Camp. When they had been going for an hour or so, they came across a small group of gnomes encamped in a large ditch. “Why would they camp in a ditch?” “It doesn’t help them much if they’re attacked. Their instinct must have overcome their good judgment.” said Maiggasha. “What do you mean?” asked Litchrum. “It means that their instinct to burrow into the ground overcame the thought of finding a fortified spot.” Maiggasha replied.
“And anyways I don’t care about their instinct, all I care about right now is getting rid of the spies and moving on to the griffon’s camp.” He hissed. “Monren, you take the left side, and Litchrum, you take the right.” I want you two to confuse them, put a silencing bubble on their camp.” “Four of you men will stay with me, and the rest of you will come around from behind.” “I want you all to pick a target, and the when I give the signal fire.” Maiggasha ordered. “We only need one still alive, and that gnome is my target.” “ Move into position.” He whispered. “Now!” he hissed. The arrows and bullets went flying. Most hit their targets. The few gnomes that where still alive where quickly roped and thrown in a pile. Maiggasha grabbed the leader from behind and pinned hem to the ground. “I need some rope!” He yelled. One of the dwarves ran over and gave him a long segment. Once Maiggasha was sure that they had rounded up all of the gnomes did he start questioning the gnome. “ Why are you here?” He demanded. “As if I would tell anything to swine like you.” “If you don’t start talking you little shrimp, I’ll hand you over to Monren and Litchrum.” They would love to try some of their forgotten talents on you.” “You think you can scare me with some elven magic? “Our people never give in!”



It's called Empires Afterlife

cool sounds really cool

thanks, u don't think it needs more detail or something?

cool sounds really cool

thats what i said loool

someones going to get an A+ in english, well done i think its going great

cool

Thanks alot, it feels good to finaly have a public opinion on my story

You're a great hand at developing your character, Maiggasha, and it doesn't hurt that he has a very cool name It's a story that draws the reader in (me!)- I want to hear more!
One thing we can always work on while writing is describing things and letting the reader make their conclusions instead of just telling them what is going on. I have a hard time with that, anyway, and it does mean a ton more writing going on Very cool, Gromitt.

I want to hear more,I found that great to read,its not boring aswell,some storys can get boring by the start.

Thanks guys, its a long way from being done, but Im glad you all like it.

How is your name white Gromit?

what do u mean?

Hey gromit great story btw.
My sister is on a forum type thing where she writes stories, poems and so on. I thought you might be intrested.
http://www.greatwriting.co.uk/index.php?option=com_forum&Itemid=109&page=login

thanks Ursrut, I'll look into that by the way do u use aim or anything?

"aim or anything?" ???

I think Gromitt means AIM or another instant messaging service.

yes i do. I can't give it out here as it is against the rules, but check out my deviant art and you'll find it there.

ok, im just lookin for friends to chat with off site

did u do sam the slug?

hey ursrut, i ended up getting a deviantart account when I went to find ur e-mail. I never knew all the stuff you can do with it.

cool, It's a great website isn't it. I haven't posted on it for a long time though.

yeah, do u mind if i send u a test im?

Yeah go ahead.

could u try from ur side? im having difficulties

I can't find your page can you post a link?

try putting teasippinjoe in the search box at deviant art