Interesting...

Very good, as always Maestro. I liked the violin of this piece as probably many others did. The drums were an excellent addition and the tinkling of bells near the end were a great touch. Another story. Two armies stand ready at either side of a valley, waiting for the other to make the first move. Night soon falls and both armies generals take the time to refresh their troops in terms of combat. However, even as they train both generals think to themselves if this war they are fighting is even nescessary. Their leaders had been destroyed completely by what many had a called an angel. When both armies meet the following day the leader of the government remenants say they wish to fight to prove that they are superior to the peasent remenants. The peasent army simply said that they no longer wished to fight and told them the story of their leaders. "How right you all are...I killed both of your leaders, as they were nothing more than power hungry fools who charged to their own death..." says a powerful voice. And then the very angel the peasent army mentioned appears before them. He says to the peasents that they may go home, as they have learned to the ways of peace. The government army tries to charge pass the angel to the peasents to fight, but the angel puts up such a barrier wall behind him that they all are stopped dead in their tracks. The angel turns around slowly and says, "You will not touch them..." and then draws from its sheath the blade of Judgment from Heaven and Damnation from Hell. On one side the blade is pure white and is inbueded with such holy power that the dark have no choice but to surrender and it has the ability to heal even the most grevious of wounds. On the other side of the blade it is inbueded with such dark power that when it strikes it not only cuts the flesh, but the soul as well. I leave the story ended here. I assume you can guess what happens to the government army. FWI, this story is connected to the one's I made for When Demon's cry and Angels of war. Enjoy. Keep up the good work...

well

i downloaded cause i tought i'll liked
i was right about that. i like it :p

Kickass

just when i thought you couldnt get any better (because it kicked so much ass already) lol.

Wulfpack=Turok's Wolfpack with Beowulf flair?

I think it fits in both Turok and Beowulf personally.

in an age where tribes are ending...

and civilizations beginning, a runner, bruised, bloody, and without an arm, limps forward to the cheiftan. He speaks of how he got in such a state. "A rival tribe attacked me for no reaso..." his words faded there as his soul faded from existance. The Cheiftan wiped the grime from the runner's face, revealing it as his son. (song starts) He spreads the word. The war drums sound, armor is donned, the riival tribe would pay. As the cheiftan raises his weapon for the first kill, the other tribesman pleas "why are you doing this?" "your tribe killed my son for no reason"growled the cheiftan. "no" replied the terrified farmer"we had a reason" The cheiftan paused, allowing the man to continue"he stole our food, killed our children, destroyed our homes. HE WAS A CRIMINAL, DESERVED OF HIS FATE" with this the farmer raised a hidden dagger on the cheiftan.

(1.25)"no" declares the chieftan in a softer voice"you are right. I am sorry" He raised his Dragon horn, unique among the chieftans of his village. He stopped his wariors. It had been a misunderstanding, that was all. A strong alliance pacted between the tribes, and the poor farmer was hailed as a hero, for avioding the bloodshed that would have been caused by thses great tribes making war.

Doesn't exactly fit it but the beginning reminded me too much of tribes and war drums and the like so i rolled with that.