Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4717639" data-attributes="member: 3285">Sibling Rivalry: Part 10 – A Very Large Corpse“I had no idea you could fly,” said Vlad.“I suspected,” said Beldin, huffing and puffing up the cliff face. “I’m surprised you kept it secret this long.”There was a history of keeping secrets between the dark-kin and dwarf that strained their relationship. “I can’t fly, exactly.  I can glide.  Up and down.  I get very tired, although my wings grow stronger every day.  Perhaps one day, I will be able to fly.”  Sebastian seemed almost wistful.“It is a gift indeed.” Quintus spoke over Vlad’s shoulder, connected by his harness.  “But one that would not be looked kindly upon by everyone.”“That’s an understatement,” added Ilmarė.“I do not think my…disability, will be so charitably received.”As they moved further up the mountain, the wind picked up. Visibility alternated between hard and difficult. During one of the still moments, a red-stained snowdrift of immense proportions caught their eye. Nearby, the sound of braying was dully heard over the howling of the wind. Beldin inspected the snowdrift.  What first appeared to be a buried log or stone quickly revealed itself to be…Beldin took off his helmet and bowed his head.  “A giant.”Sebastian froze. “Is he…”“Quite dead. The corpse is covered in cuts, gashes, and lacerations. He lived long enough to get away from his attacker and finally fell here.”Sebastian looked around.  “Where is that braying coming from?”Ilmarė pointed.  “There.  It’s a goat.”The braying belonged to a young goat with a leather collar. As Sebastian approached, it backed away tentatively. “This is going to sound strange,” said Sebastian, “but I think the goat wants us to follow it.”“That wouldn’t be any stranger than the rest of this trip,” muttered Ilmarė.  “Fine, let’s follow the goat.”</blockquote>

Verification