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Baron Ogre

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“After I woke, I was in a dank dark room, built from grey bricks, water dripped from the ceiling. A man wearing a white hood and a necklace depicting Saradomin’s symbol sat across a table from me. I tried to move my arms, but found all my limbs were bound to the chair I sat in by rope.”

We spent hours talking, arguing really. He demanded to know where the high end cultists met, where we obtained our supply of drugs, how we managed to obtain weapons. All the questions I, with no experience was unable to answer. He had men dressed like him beat me and torture me in various ways.” he showed little emotion as he spoke, it was hard to tell if he was just emotionally dead, or good at controlling his emotions “He finally told me he would punish me in the most extreme manner if I did not at that very moment, surrender my soul to their supreme god, and reveal all the information they demanded. They promised grand reward and no further harm to my person.”

“What did he do after that?” Azura leaned in more closely as she eagerly awaited to hear the rest of the story.

“Kept his word, I replied truthfully that I did not know, he dug my eyes out with a pocket knife, and then left me to ‘think about my barbaric ways, and where they had gotten me.’ I spent my time feeling sorry for myself, I would have cried, but my tear ducts were destroyed as well.” he took a deep breath, and seemed to take a nostalgic dip into his memory “And that’s when I heard someone enter the room, I waited for them to start questioning me, start abusing me again, and even thought they might simply be here to kill me. The ropes were untied, and he helped me stand up, and then helped me into a hooded jacket.” he adjusted his hood and made sure it was well in place.

“So that’s where you got that jacket..” Kopf commented.

10-Mar-2010 04:28:13 - Last edited on 10-Mar-2010 06:28:59 by Baron Ogre

Baron Ogre

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“He told me that with the help of the jacket’s blessed laces, I could escape if I used my own wits. So I did. I escaped from their lair dug into the side of a mountain blind bleeding beaten and unarmed,” he grinned victoriously “Reciting my story to the thing that recruited me almost instantaneously granted me full control over the cult. But I mainly had advisors run it for me until about forty years ago, then I took over.” he reclined and seemed perplexed as he sipped from his glass, he had never told that story before, but it somehow wasn’t nearly as emotionally devastating as he remembered.

“You said... followers of Saradomin did that to you?” Azura sounded shocked.

“Zealots, they do all they can to remove us from existence, it’s been an on going war since the God Wars really, maybe a few years to take a breather here and there... but we’ve always been at each other’s throats. They wish to have us completely erased from history, but as you can see... with such events unfolding, that will not happen now.* Ko explained.

“What is your name?” Elder demanded, as he pointed at the two guests at his table.

“Azura, he’s Johnny.” she pointed to the bruised up boy next to her.

“Well then Johnny, have fun washing the dishes tonight won’t you? As for you girl, it’s up to Ko. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be leaving your company.” he stood, and his mistress walked with him outside.

“Truand,” Ko stood up and took his cigarette from him, and began smoking it himself “Go count up how strong we are, I want to know how many men we have left. Count the undead warriors and living ones seperately.”

“Alright boss.” he removed a pen and a notebook and went to work.

“Kopf I want you to assure we have no more intruders as we did last night.” he grunted and walked away.

“Johnny, you should get to work shouldn’t you?”

“But I’m, but...” he sighed and walked away, making eye contact with Azura for a few moments before leaving.

10-Mar-2010 04:28:46

Baron Ogre

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“Walk with me.” he ordered as he headed to the higher levels of the castle. Not wanting to be left alone with the large amount of unfamiliar men, who currently had no laws to obey, she hastily followed. She stayed right behind him as they went up staircase after staircase, and kept quiet. They finally arrived on the roof of the Palace, overlooking the massive city of Varrock though vision was limited by the swirling clouds of fog which seemed to drape the whole place in a surreal feeling.

“It’s kind of pretty up here.” she mentioned.

“I have some explaining to do.” he said placing a hand on her shoulder, which made her jump from surprise. She was totally focused on taking in the scenery which could be viewed from this vantage point. She really did*’t like how this sounded.

“Okay g-go ahead.” he smiled on the inside, he loved how innocent she seemed to be.

The early morning hours in the Barbarian Village were dead silent, only a few sentries were posted to keep sight for any invaders. The sun would rise in a few hours, but until then the night still en-draped the lands.

“Think I could take a few minute nap?” one warrior questioned the other.

“I doubt anyone would notice.” he said stroking his beard.

“I think I wi-” an arrow struck the man's eye.

“Well damn.” the bearded guard ducked down low, and crawled towards a ladder leading down off the wall. A few more projectiles soared over head, he rolled over on his back and took a horn from his waist, and gave it a mighty blow. The loud distinct blast from his trumpet instantly alerted and woke the majority of the Barbarian warriors, who quickly shook awake the others. The message blown out on the horn was simple “Defend!” a rain of arrows bricks and spears was launched over the wall at the incoming attackers, though blindly firing, their loud grunts roars and hisses gave them a good idea of where to aim.

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A vast amount of return fire startled the defenders, they were not as simple minded as the previous wave of attackers, these apparently enlisted marksmen and archers to assist the main body of the attack. The arrows soared back and forth, men ducked inside of houses and behind shields and boulders to protect their selves in between returning attacks. “They’re really giving it to us...” Lowe said ducking behind a house as Aiden took a step out to hurl a spear.

“Yeah, I think you’re right.” an arrow bounced off his helmet and another broke in half on his chest plate. Forrest kept crouched, and waited for the arrows to hit, and then sprinted off from behind cover to the longhall, where most of the alcohol was stored. In the pitch darkness, the arrows were impossible to attempt dodging or blocking with a shield, there was simply no way to see them coming. The next volley of arrows was on fire, and were clearly visible.

“Buckets of water! Get water put these flames out!” roared Eckhard, who had a large wooden shield, and a stack of spears slung over his back. Though the raging blaze was destroying homes stores and buildings, they also did a fantastic job of providing light to fight by. Anastasia took it upon herself to solve this problem.

“You two! Fetch wood!” the two men seemed confused at first, but listened to the tall, strong seeming woman. They tossed it near the front gate, and it piled up quickly. She quickly used the necklace to set it ablaze and the majority of the fighting was suddenly illuminated in the dark moonless night.

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“On the walls!” Caden shouted loudly with his strong voice. Grappling hooks, some of them were crawling over. Several brave men took off out of cover to fight back the ones stepping over the wall. Arrow fire seemed to drop, and a few final volleys rained in before what sounded like the blast of a bulge signaling a charge.

“To the walls! To the walls!” Eckhard’s booming voice was impossible not to hear. The warriors prepared themselves for hectic close quarters combat, but at least the enemies lacked proper melee equipment. Impossible darkness en-shrouded the attacking forces, they need light to fight by. Forrest had the solution... firebombs.

“Catch these pal, c’mon na catch!” He said tossing one up to a large man, who upon catching it also caught an arrow in the skull, and dropped off the wall and shattered the bomb under his weight, thinking quickly, he called upon the two men he knew possessed thick enough skulls to get the job done “Aiden, Caden, git yer tails over here real quick like!” he shouted to the brothers who were waiting patiently for the gate to collapse, so they could fight.

“What?” they asked as they reached him

“Here, you two go up there an’ toss these firebombs down there at them things, awright?”

“Sure thing, on mah shoulders Aiden.” Caden hoisted his brother onto the wall, and tossed up the lit bombs to him. An arrow almost instantly connected to his arm, the force of which caused him to almost drop the primed bomb onto Forrest and his brother, but he managed to catch himself, and then slung the bombs. The first only lit on fire a few zombified warriors a blaze, but emitted enough light so they could aim more efficiently. The blaze spread to a tree and shrub, and continued to burn. The second smashed directly into a tightly packed squad of warriors, and as the fire burned away the oppressive darkness, it revealed that a large number of undead were beginning to shove against the gate to break it open.

10-Mar-2010 04:30:04

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A contest of shoving erupted as the two forces attempted to overpower the other. Though some of the undead were decayed and missing sections of muscle, they were entirely without the need for rest, and exhaustion was a foreign and unknown sensation that only humans experienced. Several more began to toss themselves over the walls, in such numbers the warriors could hardly keep up with them. Soon there was a decent amount of fighting on the ground as well, and the warriors required help desperately. The gate finally gave way and the horde poured in. The lines were drawn, and the real fighting had begun.

Aiden and Caden had taken it upon themselves to form an impassable wall of muscle and metal, the stood before the gate and roared loudly to rally in other soldiers as they hacked down the dead horde without fear. Though what made many men shiver in fear was the fact the undead had somehow acquired weapons and armor. Though they still weren’t very well coordinated, they were much more deadly flailing a sword or mace around, than with a bare hand.

Anastasia aimed her arrows for key targets, killing the largest and most deadly looking of the opposing forces, but what she did**t see coming was what happened next. A warrior beside her suddenly grabbed his head and dropped to his knees, and screeched and wailed loudly. He stood, his eyes completely black, he seemed to growl and drool like a dog. He noticed Anastasia and sprinted at her arms outstretched. She realized something wasn’t right with him, and fired off two arrows to his chest, but he did not slow. She unsheathed her sword and stabbed it through his heart, any mortal man should’ve died. He did not. In his fury he slammed his fist across her cheekbone, and knocked her to the ground, her sword still impaled through his obviously not pumping organ.

10-Mar-2010 04:30:43 - Last edited on 10-Mar-2010 06:38:45 by Baron Ogre

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He picked up a rock and ran towards her, she quickly grabbed a spear from a dead warrior and stabbed upwards through his jaw and into the brain. He stumbled as black liquid ran out of the gaping wound, and after she removed the spear from his skull he attempted to step forward, but instead fell dead. She noticed what appeared to be a Karamthulhu laying on the ground next to the barbarian warrior, impaled by a spear. She noticed one of its tentacles stuck into the man’s ear, she realized they control minds this way.

Forrest began building firebombs and handing them to Moric, who tossed them at the biggest clusters of zombies he could see. The fighting was slowly turning downhill regardless of the raging fires reducing zombies to ash, they were simply too many. To make matters worse, karamthulhu spell casters seemed to be leeched onto many of the zombies, making things even more difficult. Magic was the bane of the barbarians, who refused to use it.

Lowe stood atop a house and rained down his arrows, though he felt as if he was wasting his effort and time, but then he heard a loud noise from behind. A large band of warriors, dressed thickly in animal pelts shouted and screamed and charged the rear gate, but they appeared to be Barbarians, could this be reinforcements? Eckhard himself personally opened the gate to allow the little over a thousand soldiers in, they sprinted forward to the front lines and replaced the tiring and battered troops, and they energetically fought back with great strength. The morale of the fighting force went skyward, and a massive counter attack overpowered the invading force, and left their commanders in a hard spot.

Another loud bugle blast signaled a retreat, and the undead horde slouched back out the way it entered. A loud victorious roar echoed through the night, as the barbarian village still stood.

10-Mar-2010 04:31:00