The Battle of the Last Stand

Kain (vo): I entered the Court with the Dollmaker’s head in one hand, and the doll containing the girl’s soul in the other. I placed them both before the King and watched his eyes catch fire. With the doll in their possession, the Court’s sorcerers could restore his daughter’s soul.

Ottmar: I do not know that I can thank you enough, warrior. My kingdom is but a small price to pay for my daughter’s life. Willendorf is yours, if you wish it.

Kain: ‘Tis not your kingdom I desire, but your army, Ottmar. I require troops to vanquish the Horde that descends upon us from the North.

Ottmar: Very well. Courtiers, fetch me my armor and mace. There is war to be waged!

The action now takes place on the battlefield…

Ottmar: The scourge of Nosgoth is upon us, friends! We shall die today as heroes, lest we live tomorrow as slaves! Ready thine arms!

For Nosgoth!!

Kain becomes involved in the fight…

Kain (vo): In the distance, I saw the Nemesis armies march forward, a black tide that would soon wash over the Armies of the Hope.

During the battle…

Kain (vo): I sated my thirst on warriors of Horde and Hope alike; the dying relinquishing their final moments to give me strength.

Kain (vo): They came at me in throngs, no fervor so strong as that inspired by a madman. The Nemesis armies were fierce and showed no signs of subsiding.

Kain sees Ottmar die…

Ottmar: The Nemesis and his Horde fall upon us, my friend.

I fear I can defend Nosgoth no longer. The Nemesis must be destroyed.

For my daughter, Kain; for the world…

Kain (vo): The tide turned with Ottmar’s death. I watched as the remaining survivors of the Armies of Hope fled to the safety of the forest.

The battle had decided its victor. The fate of Nosgoth now lay in the Nemesis’ hands.