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sunshinemodsWhere: Uzushio - Village Map
When: Evening of the 10th to the afternoon of the 12th.
Who: Anyone in or near Uzushio (Only a couple hours from the closest seal at a dead run)
Notes: Anyone is welcome to jump in here from either side of the conflict! All players are welcome to post top levels to this post for the situation.
The siege, for those that had lived through the last one, wasn't the same. Last time Uzushio had fallen, there had been inside attackers, and the coordination had been flawless. Last time, the people of Uzushio had relied on the rocky waters to keep them safe, and hadn't put too much more work into making sure that their defenses would withstand the tide of people coming at them from all sides.
This time, Uzushio had been built to weather anything people could dish out... and it was proving to be needed as the shinobi came down from the north like a tide, on the rivers and over land. It was like waves, with a crest of people before it trickled off, uncoordinated in a way only those from different places could manage, before another surge broke against the walls of Uzushio. The sealmasters, being the bulk of those who had returned to their village, had started rigging traps the day Konoha had sent people over, so it wasn't until the next morning that the last of the pre-set traps went off, and the waiting shinobi had to engage in proper combat as the enemy started to get in.
Proper reinforcements wouldn't arrive until the morning of the 12th to help drive the enemy off.
When: Evening of the 10th to the afternoon of the 12th.
Who: Anyone in or near Uzushio (Only a couple hours from the closest seal at a dead run)
Notes: Anyone is welcome to jump in here from either side of the conflict! All players are welcome to post top levels to this post for the situation.
The siege, for those that had lived through the last one, wasn't the same. Last time Uzushio had fallen, there had been inside attackers, and the coordination had been flawless. Last time, the people of Uzushio had relied on the rocky waters to keep them safe, and hadn't put too much more work into making sure that their defenses would withstand the tide of people coming at them from all sides.
This time, Uzushio had been built to weather anything people could dish out... and it was proving to be needed as the shinobi came down from the north like a tide, on the rivers and over land. It was like waves, with a crest of people before it trickled off, uncoordinated in a way only those from different places could manage, before another surge broke against the walls of Uzushio. The sealmasters, being the bulk of those who had returned to their village, had started rigging traps the day Konoha had sent people over, so it wasn't until the next morning that the last of the pre-set traps went off, and the waiting shinobi had to engage in proper combat as the enemy started to get in.
Proper reinforcements wouldn't arrive until the morning of the 12th to help drive the enemy off.
