Beyond the Hollow's thick walls, an army marched to war. It was the final battle in a long, drawn out affair that had taken many sacrifices. The Hedge-Storm itself was trapped, lured into a powerful dream with Sacramento's own Lost acting as the bait and ensnared by the duelling Wyrds of Baron Fairweather and Gianna, forever being the cage that keeps the Storm secured.
Now, the Storm's three avatar's, the leaders of its great army know this. They have regrouped and discussed and know the only way to win this war is to rip down Tickle's toadstool fortress and awaken the Fae inside. Across the Hedge, the Storm's horde marches with this one intention in mind. The army of Sacramento rides out to meet it. A thousand strong, it is led by decorated and determined changelings that can feel this is the last battle where all will be won, or lost.
Clockwork soldiers wielding rifles and bayonets are the main bulk of the infantry with General Etalon leading the cavalry units, a hundred score. His metal hooves stomped with an eagerness for battle yet the Beast was not stupid. Behind the main force, mighty catapults are loaded by the elements themselves, animated using Contracts of Communion and would bombard the Storm's army the moment they were in sight. The sun is rising behind a thick mist as the army of Sacramento prepares itself, the ground itself churned to nought but mud since the war has been waging and the only grass in sight is stained crimson from spilt blood. No doubt, more will be spilt today.
Please post any preperations you wish to make. The first portion of these linked threads will simply be setting the scene