Under A Darksun: PART I SEGMENTS 1-124
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UNDER A DARKSUN
SEGMENT 025
“Reghast”
Drenz had survived the attack of the ½ Giant army. At least that’s what he told his overseer. He was barely injured, most of the damage from falling down a rocky dune in a blind run. The news impressed his overseer. Jaxza immediately ran to tell his overseer of the news. Drenz felt a promotion coming. Maybe his choise of females. Yes, that would be fine to Drenz.
Someone broke his hedonenistic thoughts by calling him repeatedly then swatting him on his haunched over back. He was requested to go to the stone house! Drenz pictured females and shiney things were his. Then the realization set in….he was going to see Reghast.
He knew little for sure of Reghast. He had never seen the mysterious leader. He had heard enough rumors to know this was for the best. No, Drenz’ luck may have run out. Rumors had it that Reghast was not a gith. He was something else. Not better…just something else. Something powerful and unstopable. He had bested several chieftans and shamans in the past few months. Rumors had it that he ate his defeated foes. Eating one’s foes was not unheard of in times of poor food supplies…but Reghast did this when food was plenty. Drenz fears Reghast.
Walking through the joined camps, Drenz recognized three gith tribes besides his own, the Sand Howlers. He saw Blue Bones. He saw Black Bloods. And he saw his tribes enemy- the Crimson Tooth. There was little trust between the four tribes. There was even open hatred between some. It was only Reghast and his terrible power and might that controlled the tribes. The same gith person he was about to see.
The stone house was buried in a massive sand dune. It resembled a similar stone house he went into before. It had an evil spirit within….a banshee his overseer called it. Many brothers died fighting it. Whenever it was defeated, it would return the next night to kill brother gith again. It did not have what Reghast was looking for.
Stone columns held the sand away from the doors. Inside were stone rooms decorated with monsters and humans. Something other than a banshee was here also. Reghast tried to kill it but couldn’t. Reghast instead chased it away. Reghast became more powerful than ever. Now he searches the stone house, looking for secrets and power. Now I go here.
Drenz was lead through the front entrance, past the columns. Inside was darkness. No lights, no torches. Reghast demanded this after chasing away the creature that lived inside. His will was done. The first room had supplies captured from human females in above ground forts. Further in were secret things only Reghast understood. No other gith was permitted to touch most of this secret stuff.
Drenz makes a few turns then arrives to a room with a pool of water within it. Light comes from the pool. The two other gith that led Drenz here quickly go back and close the door. Drenz sees nothing else within the room.
“Well?” a cold chilling voice says from everywhere. “What news do you have for me?”
Drenz looks everywhere but sees nothing. He feels something crawl quickly over his bare feet. He steps back quickly and repeatedly until his back touches the wall. A scittering sound can be heard but not placed.
“Well?” loudly is the question repeated.
Drenz looks about and notices the fllor is moving….no…crawling! The floor is covered with centipedes and bugs. “Ahhhhh!” A strong arm seems to come from no where and holds him by the pointed chin.
“Tell me of the army…the ½ Giant army!” red pinlights appear before him. “Tell me before my pets grow too hungry to command and control!”
Drenz can not help himself. He tells Reghast the Horrible everything. How it was a few humans with only 2 ½ Giants that defeated him and his tribe. If a gith could cry, Drenz surely would have.
Reghast scitters back and thinks about what he has been told. “Thankyou little githling…now for your reward….”
Drenz screams. And screams….and no third scream can be heard but in his mind.
Reghast stares at the mound of vermin before him thinking to himself. “The humans come……”
SEGMENT 025
“Reghast”
Drenz had survived the attack of the ½ Giant army. At least that’s what he told his overseer. He was barely injured, most of the damage from falling down a rocky dune in a blind run. The news impressed his overseer. Jaxza immediately ran to tell his overseer of the news. Drenz felt a promotion coming. Maybe his choise of females. Yes, that would be fine to Drenz.
Someone broke his hedonenistic thoughts by calling him repeatedly then swatting him on his haunched over back. He was requested to go to the stone house! Drenz pictured females and shiney things were his. Then the realization set in….he was going to see Reghast.
He knew little for sure of Reghast. He had never seen the mysterious leader. He had heard enough rumors to know this was for the best. No, Drenz’ luck may have run out. Rumors had it that Reghast was not a gith. He was something else. Not better…just something else. Something powerful and unstopable. He had bested several chieftans and shamans in the past few months. Rumors had it that he ate his defeated foes. Eating one’s foes was not unheard of in times of poor food supplies…but Reghast did this when food was plenty. Drenz fears Reghast.
Walking through the joined camps, Drenz recognized three gith tribes besides his own, the Sand Howlers. He saw Blue Bones. He saw Black Bloods. And he saw his tribes enemy- the Crimson Tooth. There was little trust between the four tribes. There was even open hatred between some. It was only Reghast and his terrible power and might that controlled the tribes. The same gith person he was about to see.
The stone house was buried in a massive sand dune. It resembled a similar stone house he went into before. It had an evil spirit within….a banshee his overseer called it. Many brothers died fighting it. Whenever it was defeated, it would return the next night to kill brother gith again. It did not have what Reghast was looking for.
Stone columns held the sand away from the doors. Inside were stone rooms decorated with monsters and humans. Something other than a banshee was here also. Reghast tried to kill it but couldn’t. Reghast instead chased it away. Reghast became more powerful than ever. Now he searches the stone house, looking for secrets and power. Now I go here.
Drenz was lead through the front entrance, past the columns. Inside was darkness. No lights, no torches. Reghast demanded this after chasing away the creature that lived inside. His will was done. The first room had supplies captured from human females in above ground forts. Further in were secret things only Reghast understood. No other gith was permitted to touch most of this secret stuff.
Drenz makes a few turns then arrives to a room with a pool of water within it. Light comes from the pool. The two other gith that led Drenz here quickly go back and close the door. Drenz sees nothing else within the room.
“Well?” a cold chilling voice says from everywhere. “What news do you have for me?”
Drenz looks everywhere but sees nothing. He feels something crawl quickly over his bare feet. He steps back quickly and repeatedly until his back touches the wall. A scittering sound can be heard but not placed.
“Well?” loudly is the question repeated.
Drenz looks about and notices the fllor is moving….no…crawling! The floor is covered with centipedes and bugs. “Ahhhhh!” A strong arm seems to come from no where and holds him by the pointed chin.
“Tell me of the army…the ½ Giant army!” red pinlights appear before him. “Tell me before my pets grow too hungry to command and control!”
Drenz can not help himself. He tells Reghast the Horrible everything. How it was a few humans with only 2 ½ Giants that defeated him and his tribe. If a gith could cry, Drenz surely would have.
Reghast scitters back and thinks about what he has been told. “Thankyou little githling…now for your reward….”
Drenz screams. And screams….and no third scream can be heard but in his mind.
Reghast stares at the mound of vermin before him thinking to himself. “The humans come……”
megamania
Hero
UNDER A DARKSUN
SEGMENT 026
“Fasston”
Three days ago……
The templar knew he was here. She looked around searching for him within the couryard of the noble’s house. She found the sleeping guards at the gate. She found the sleeping guards at the Stables. Now she found the house very quiet. The Templar was new. So was the young rogue trying to impress me. The rogue was on the roof, the templar about to enter the house, and I, I was about to warn the young boy when I lost track of him.
Oh sorry- my name is Fasston. Fasston the Warrior. I am an agent of the Nibenese Veiled Alliance.
Normally I do a lot of the dirtier work for the secret group of mages trying to undermine the Sorcerer-King defilers. Tonight, I am one of three judges of Add’s final test to join us. The young boy has proven to be very competant and cunning. For the final test, we asked for him to steal a family sword from a noble’s home. This family has placed all three daughters into the templerate. Very unfortunate…for them.
The lad reappears inside. He is near the sword but so is the girl. Hmmm….it’s Geas. I liked her…once. We had a grand time at the festival two years ago….but’s a different story. This story is how I came to help Dirty Dogg and his friends.
Likos and Plybooth are invisible, as am myself. We still need to be careful however. The templar could hear us, and the scrolls the boy used may wear off soon. That could be…ugly. Geas goes into the next room and Add picks the sword from the wall. An alarm goes off. It’s about to go ugly!
The boy sprints out as Geas runs out not realizeing the boy has already gone over the wall. The boy accomplished his goal. Now we need to evaluate it and determine if he will join us. That is when I got the call.
Now….
Fasston, a sinewy fighter with several pouches filled with spell components on his belt and wrist bands stands before the Free Tribe- Hill Hoppers. These men and women are escaped slaves and “criminals” from Nibenay and a few from Gulg. Some saved by Fasston himself.
He sits at the table with the village’s leaders asking for help. He received a call for help from an agent in the field investigating Gith activity. Several Templar forces went out. None have returned but sources suggest there is a gith force out there strong enough to take over several templar posts. Anything that strong will over run this village easily. The call allowed him and others to locate and scry him and his friends. They are trapped and lost. And unknown to them, surrounded by Gith. A powerful defiler, reinforced by undead, is also there, within the catacombs.
The leaders listen carefully. This decision may destroy the village….it’s people…it’s crops. They come to a decision slowly and with great caution.
SEGMENT 026
“Fasston”
Three days ago……
The templar knew he was here. She looked around searching for him within the couryard of the noble’s house. She found the sleeping guards at the gate. She found the sleeping guards at the Stables. Now she found the house very quiet. The Templar was new. So was the young rogue trying to impress me. The rogue was on the roof, the templar about to enter the house, and I, I was about to warn the young boy when I lost track of him.
Oh sorry- my name is Fasston. Fasston the Warrior. I am an agent of the Nibenese Veiled Alliance.
Normally I do a lot of the dirtier work for the secret group of mages trying to undermine the Sorcerer-King defilers. Tonight, I am one of three judges of Add’s final test to join us. The young boy has proven to be very competant and cunning. For the final test, we asked for him to steal a family sword from a noble’s home. This family has placed all three daughters into the templerate. Very unfortunate…for them.
The lad reappears inside. He is near the sword but so is the girl. Hmmm….it’s Geas. I liked her…once. We had a grand time at the festival two years ago….but’s a different story. This story is how I came to help Dirty Dogg and his friends.
Likos and Plybooth are invisible, as am myself. We still need to be careful however. The templar could hear us, and the scrolls the boy used may wear off soon. That could be…ugly. Geas goes into the next room and Add picks the sword from the wall. An alarm goes off. It’s about to go ugly!
The boy sprints out as Geas runs out not realizeing the boy has already gone over the wall. The boy accomplished his goal. Now we need to evaluate it and determine if he will join us. That is when I got the call.
Now….
Fasston, a sinewy fighter with several pouches filled with spell components on his belt and wrist bands stands before the Free Tribe- Hill Hoppers. These men and women are escaped slaves and “criminals” from Nibenay and a few from Gulg. Some saved by Fasston himself.
He sits at the table with the village’s leaders asking for help. He received a call for help from an agent in the field investigating Gith activity. Several Templar forces went out. None have returned but sources suggest there is a gith force out there strong enough to take over several templar posts. Anything that strong will over run this village easily. The call allowed him and others to locate and scry him and his friends. They are trapped and lost. And unknown to them, surrounded by Gith. A powerful defiler, reinforced by undead, is also there, within the catacombs.
The leaders listen carefully. This decision may destroy the village….it’s people…it’s crops. They come to a decision slowly and with great caution.
