The Battle to Save The Village
"The Wrath of The Gods"
On the third night, the Gods assembled to deliberate over the human quarrels. Their decisions were not complicated by what they had heard. Both the Appellants and the Townsfolk had made their pleas - one confident and defiant, the other urgent and desperate. There were many who had much to gain and many with a lot to lose.
The Gods roared to one another, each taking on the claims of
one side or the other, but five had previously been in consort with the Appellant Army so were blind to the town. This would not be like previous decisions which had taken many hours of argument by a group of learned men.
Thunder clapped and and the Heavens shook!
The decision was revealed quickly, for the Gods had been persuaded months before which side would be victorious. "We have decided!" bellowed the Greatest God. "The Appellant Army will bring to this village many good things, and the People must give up their petty notions of a quiet village and step aside for progress to happen."
The Townsfolk could have stayed in Evergreen Wood and not wasted their breath or hope that powerful Gods would help them, though two had tried. "You have ruined our beautiful town," they wailed. "You should have protected us for our defenses are few against the Appellant's might." But the Gods had already withdrawn to the Dark Heavens to escape the result of their intervention, their own peace achieved.
neighbors - began to look for villages where the people had put up barriers to the destruction of their towns. A town without a citizenry ready to defend her is worth nothing. The quaint towns hamlets in graceful dells and along peaceful lakes were being overrun by the Hoards, and whole regions were being laid to waste as the Appellant Army and their ilk marched through. Where there had once been pleasant, friendly villages - that had attracted the attention of the Generals in the first place - there would be left the stink of vibrancy and chaos when they left.
Tonight the townsfolk would weep and cry out, but only to each other, because they had been abandoned by all others.
Was there any chance left that this terrible rending of a village would not come to pass? It
Tomorrow. They would decide tomorrow.