FOTGOTTEN TEMPLES OF SOUTH ANGUSShe heard someone coughing outside, and the sluggish delivery that accompanied the cough was all too familiar. There was only one person she knew who never made an effort to use his vocal cords, and what in the world was he doing awake at this hour?She went out of the tent to find him seated on a rock, looking into the Cimmerian sky, surrounded by specks of light. Obviously, a boiling pot of green tea sat over the fading firewood flames? But, owing to him, there was no tea.He sneezed again, this time more forcefully than the last cough that had slipped between his teeth. The fool was sitting outside with only a little cloth covering his torso, knowing full well the repercussions of his actions. Even with god magic, Alicia felt like smacking some sense into that powerful simpleton; mother nature was no match for him. She got an empty cup from behind the tents and filled it with dried tea leaves, which she threw
NORTH ANGUSWith the last word slipping through the cracks of his teeth along came a ghostly radiation. Drom was overcome by a sudden burst of vigor, his broken ribs searched for their severed parts and wound themselves together. His scissored knee reshaped and reverted, allowing him to bend his leg again. Within moments he was back to his old self again, perhaps better.“Now, the link has chosen you to be one of the people who should witness the truth, just as he chose us.”“Truth?!” Drom said, still confused as to what had happened. Moments ago he was in unbelievable pain and a moment after he felt like he could sprint up a hill without breaking a sweat.“The great link has many things he wants to show you! But first, you must do as I instruct. Go to the dark bender, tell him you were sent by the commander. He will know what to do next.”He stepped aside and cleared a way for the king to pass. Drom began his stride wit
His expression said it all. His eyebrows were lowered almost covering his eyes. The little folds on his forehead disfigured his ever jovial face and he kept gnawing on one side of his lower lip with his canine. He pondered over the words he had been told before his departure, and anyone in his position would have reacted the same, maybe even worse. Harmel burst into the room, panting heavily." Stop doing that! You know I don't like that stupid prank of yours!"It took a while for Drom to realize Harmel's presence. His eyes rolled slowly until he caught a glimpse of him holding onto the door, tired, on the verge of a collapse. Drom quickly forced a smile, trying to mask his unease, " aren't you supposed to address me as my liege?""Liege my foot! Get down there, you big oaf! Commander is waiting for you, he has been here... For the past two damn hours you big mutt!"" Okay okay! I'm going... no need to get all aggravated, you know your intelligence reduces when you are angry right?!"
He hoisted his arms up high, beckoning to the skies. He drew in an extensive breath, breathing through the gaps of his teeth he sounded like he was in the middle of a virile blizzard.“I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to...Tomasa!”With the last word slipping through the cracks of his teeth along came a ghostly radiation. Drom was overcome by a sudden burst of vigor, his broken ribs searched for their severed parts and wound themselves together. His scissored knee reshaped and reverted, allowing him to bend his leg again. Within moments he was back to his old self again, perhaps better.“Now, the link has chosen you to be one of the people who should witness the truth, just as he chose us.”“Truth?!” Drom said, still confused as to what had happened. Moments ago he was in unbelievable pain and a moment after he felt like he could sprint up a hill without breaking a sweat.“The great link has
The three were thrown back into the dungeon. They peeked through the tiny rusty window and watched as the black clouds of fumes and ash washed over the once blue sky. Tyndale had destroyed the once beautiful city. Whatever was left of it dangled at the edge of extinction, moments away from being torn apart. Soon after his invasion, Tyndale enslaved the unfortunate that did not escape with the rest of the people to District Dark. Lora Deryleen for reasons unknown decided to abandon the Independent States and join forces with her younger brother Jrue Deryleen, they were directly under Tyndale in the chain of command.༺DISTRICT DARK༻She waddled into the house exhausted. She yanked off her boots and threw them behind the door, proceeding to strip off the rest of her armor." MOTHER!"She cleared her throat once more and yelled out louder, " Mother! Are you awake?"Two definite coughs sipped through the closed doors on one end of the corridor. Alicia untangled her hair, releasing the lock
They approached the table. It was as if those blows sparked their feet into action. They got to the table, but Alicia couldn't comprehend their mumbles; maybe they were truly animals who couldn't talk.One thing led to another, and the elders were being yanked from their seats and thrown out of the diner before Alicia knew it. The knight with the filthy foot on the stool and the grip on the waiter's collar grinned at the other knights.The anger building up inside Alicia was overwhelming, so she folded her face in an attempt to suppress it. The knight's neighbor was still sipping his green tea. Because of his cool attitude, Alicia started to wonder whether he was deaf or if the green tea was just too good to pass up for a diversion."Give me a menu of everything on it, and I mean everything. We'll decide what to eat after it appears at the table.""Yes, sir!" As they waited for their meal, the knight let go of the waiter's collar and joined his fellow animals drooling all over the ta
The servants in the room rushed over to the pedestal in front of the candles and carried an enormous leather arm sleeve. They proceeded to place it over the man’s arm and tied the laces under the sleeve to hold it in place. The sleeve covered most part of his arm, from his wrist all the way to the area below his shoulder. It had little etched chipping the surface, they were dotted in order.He walked out of the room, his broad shoulders scraping splinters off the rotten door frame. He then stepped onto the fairly raised balcony and stared down at the multitude of soldiers lined up, ready to be inducted into his ever-expanding army.“Are they ready?” he asked one of the servants behind him.“Yes sire, I taught them everything. They are ready to recite the oath.”“... very well.” he lifted up his arm with the sleeve and suspended it in mid-air, waiting.The servant threw a wave to the crowd and they all started chanting in unison.“WE PLEDGE OUR ALLEGIANCE TO THE ALMIGHTY KING. WE REWAR
*****************************************SOUTH ANGUS***********************************"Hello, chief! I've returned; I hope nothing went wrong when I was gone.""Aah, I see my black princess has returned!"The guy in the seat in front of the others grumbled as he struggled to get to his feet. His knees made uncanny noises, like a bent crank, and he wasn't aging gracefully. His bent gait made him seem shorter than the others until he was standing up."Black princess?"Daito spoke in hushed tones. It sounded like he was going to chuckle for a brief moment."To cut a long story short, he mistook me for his long-lost daughter or something when I arrived. Even after I told him I was here to deal with the Vurhan crisis, he continued to refer to me as his black princess, so I just accepted it."She replied in reverent whispers to the others.He didn't seem to have remembered his own daughter, and he wasn't aged gracefully."So who are your friends?" He squinted his eyes in effort to observ
They rushed into the palace, two awls trailing behind them, holding a huge wooden box. When they were climbing the flight of stairs, one of the awls relaxed his grasp on the case's side handle and it slid off, falling to the ground. The case's housing broke open and objects spewed out, including several scrolls, a large book with a lock restricting the pages, and a fairly long dagger. "Wait, I'm familiar with both the book and the sword. They are normally at my father's place. He's been devoting a lot of time lately to reading that book." "And what is the purpose of the blade?" "It's for, yeah, I read about it in my father's library a long time ago, it's used for the rite when when...no!" Daito's eyes abruptly opened as he realized what the intention of the visit could be. He made a hasty descent down the trunk, losing his balance and slipping off several times. Drom pursued him blindly. "Hey! Dai, what is it tell me!" "Come on Drom! We have to hurry before it's too late." They
Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to straighten to her feet another powerful blow landed across her frame, knocking the air out of her lungs, sending her spinning and spiraling across the floor. She collided with the wall, breaking her momentum. Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he felt like a hammer pounding his cheeks. His mouth filled with blood. The relentless attacks were halted by a deafening sound of a metal bar striking Tyndale’s skull. It seemed to have less
“A paralytic Poison. I see I taught you well my son…” “Don’t you ever dare call me that again!” He picked up his right arm and slit his wrist across, doing the same to his left hand. Jrue wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to bleed to death knowing that he was powerless, unable to do anything about it and save himself. He left him outside and limped back into the house. All the soldiers guarding the house had evacuated, deployed to handle the uprising of the slaves in the mines, giving the two siblings all the time they needed to execute duties assigned to them by Anato Strider as part of their escape plan. He managed to reach the room where the fight had begun. He shook her sister to wake. “Lora, Lora! Wake up, it is done!” All Lora felt was an unrealistically powerful force driving her to the ground. She landed with a thud, her head bouncing off the moldy floor. Needle-like pain reverberated across her skull. She lost her orientation, the world began spinning. As she tried to s
Albert was unconcerned about her feelings. He spread the crinkled letter out on the table and began reading it aloud. "The official report. On the second day of the third week of the sixth moon of the year, the commander of the independent states arrived at Defectors State headquarters, where honorary State guard, Lora Deryleen, provided information on the whereabouts of the fugitive, ex-commander, and traitor to the States, Slejj. In the evening, the commander gathered an army to go over to make a stand. "What are you babbling about, is it a fantasy scenario you've been dreaming about?" "Come on...you of all people should know the report never lies," "You seriously can't be considering something this low Albert!," "I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I
The kick was aimed at the shield. Tyndale pushed out the shield with his kick so violently that it broke the teeth submerged into the metal. As the shield rolled on the mud with the teeth sticking out of it, Jericho shrieked in pain. Daito finally came to, getting to his feet just in time before the blast shot the Vurhan's entire face off. He charged forward with a blast of his own. Tyndale reverted his attention towards him which left him exposed to the mercy of the beast. Another swipe of the claws ripped up a shred of his skin, allowing blood to run over his chest. His muscular arms pushed Daito back onto the ground once more. He kicked the vurhan and took out its left knee with a blast of energy, rendering it immobile, momentarily. As the vurhan stumbled to the ground he grabbed its arm and pulled it back up, directing its head towards his punch. The two targets collided, leaving a bloody green stain on the Vurhan's face as it slid across the mud. Tyndale felt a severe force pus
"I made a deal with fugitives Lora, fugitives you wanted to protect. now it seems like their crimes have caught up to them, and there is no way I can delay the inevitable," "You're not going to be able to accomplish it, Albert. We struck a deal!" "Lora...dear Lora, I mean, come on, you knew what you were up to. We all knew this make-believe family you built wasn't going to last." "Albert, you're a jerk!" "Let's not talk about that princess. I'm aware of your darkest secrets!" "Wait... What secret?" He moved closer to her face, leaning in. Her stomach turned at the smell of his alcoholic breath. "You think I don't know about your little secret, Deryleen... you're not from around here, are you?" "You're not selling it Albert...get out of here." Lora bumped shoulders with him as she walked into her quarters. "Get out of my quarters now!!!" "... According to the second official report, Lora Deryleen and Alicia Iko captured the previous commander of the independent nations and we
Alicia dazed in a similar trance. She looked on as her apparently dead little brother reaped his swords and whirled them, chopping off delegates arms and legs. At one point he arced his head and caught sight of her, but ventured on with his slaughter as if she wasn't even there, as if he had no clue who she was. Reene and the others tapped them out of their stupor as they pulled out their swords. Alicia began galloping straight towards Drom, and Lora headed for Deryleen. Before they could both reach their intended targets the rest of the faction popped up under the teleportation circle and dropped to the arena, jumping straight into the action. Outside the castle, the intense battle raged on. The army of undead knights fought relentlessly like they had nothing to lose, mostly because they didn't. They overpowered the knights trying to secure the castle and fell to their blades, most of them cowardly retreating. The vurhans continued their orchestra, by then the whole city had awoken
"You know the truth is I was never your brother you simpleton! I was never your brother!" "... Wha... What did I ever do to you brother?" "NOTHING! And that is why I despise you. You never did anything for anyone, only cared about yourself. Using others to get what you wanted... Using me to become the commander!" Slejj coughed up a couple of times before speaking. "What in the hell are you talking about?" "I do not need to explain myself to you! Have you ever heard of Enkai, the forest deity who supposedly guarded the gates against crossers? Protected the Independent States from the world outside, especially vurhans." Slejj stared back in discomfort as a response. "Well, do you remember the day we were on the battlefield, fighting off the hoards of vurhans? I was the one who called on to him. I corrupted him with the help of some new friends I made. Using the power I made it turn against us... It killed and devoured those soldiers, and it was also to devour you! But I didn't pla
Fear was creeping in and Jrue was re-evaluating his options. A retreat would seem reasonable at that point. Lora had been completely taken out of the equation. “Well! I am Waiting!” Tyndale barked, his voice full of excitement. Jrue charged towards him. He wasn’t that good of a fighter in tight spaces but give him an open field and he would perform his acrobatic stunts that surprisingly packed a punch. He sought to tilt the odds to his advantage by taking him to an open field, and there was only one way he saw how. Running full steam ahead he tackled Tyndale and they both burst through the window, shattering the glass and falling three from a height three stories high. There was no object below to cushion their landing, so they sprawled to the hard ground. Jrue landed on his chest, breaking a bone or two. Tyndale landed on the shards of glass. They dug into his back, yet he seemed not to feel irritated by the pain. Before he could get up Jrue rushed over to him and impaled his leg w