miyabi
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iron
woodkid
CHAPTER ONE:
CALLING THE BLACK ORDER
In the shadows, beyond the reach of man, a creature lies in wait; in the veil of whispers are the jaws of death itself; footsteps near the danger that seeks, awaiting in the darknessโlicking its teeth.
The gravel crunches beneath their feet clad in leather boots; metal against metal; dampened voices fill the cavern, as does the slight glow of the torch squeezed between calloused fingers. And whispers: whispers of hysteria, pain, suffering, the souls of the lost tethered by a beast that consumes all in its wake.
โTuli, I donโt think this is a good idea. We should head back,โ a voice bore through gritted teeth with a slight echo; the tint of worry painted itself along the words leaving cracked, dry lips. There was a moment of silence, one in contemplation; a choice was to be made and made is what it was: to continue along the path in foolishness. Had it been arrogance and foolishness under the shroud of bravery? Nevertheless, the pair walked onward under the command of Tuli, a man veiled in armor. And despite this air of confidence, the smaller man trembled, unsure of the order but following along in trustโone that cost him his life.
Darkness engulfed the flame of the torch.
An endless snarl of wordsโsome that twisted into meaning, some into babbles; the victim, as much as one would like a positive outcome, met death. And, death then, was excruciating. It wipes away the blood from its cheeks; no one has heard a thing, it seems, and as the creature departs, lies the body contorted in sorrow. Pale moonlight engulfs the body, illuminating its features--the blood is drained, yet the flesh still glistens; meat hangs off the bones, ribs are torn open, and the heart still beats.
Those who seek the secrets of the cave may never come out alive.
โ Old Fellerโs Cave, Wolftrenk, Hesta
The wind is cold, grass damp with droplets of water. Unlike any other day, the sky is dark; as if the universe was aware of the cruelty stricken the nights prior.
They arrive with heavy hearts and surround another corpse. Much like the others, the victimโs mouth is agape, limbs contorted; the poor soul must have suffered greatly. Smoke surrounds them as guards light their torches and in the center of the circle of men is Tuli, a lone survivor of the events that had unfolded prior. โIโm telling you now! I am not lying. I saw it, heard it,โ fear crept into his throat as words attempted to claw their way out. Shock, a wave of it, enough to be felt by the group; whatever heโd seen in that cave was no ordinary beast. It couldnโt have been.
โPale-faced--no. No face at all.โ
Silence fell within the circle; death, doom, whatever it was, this case was one familiar. It was deafening, the quiet--not even the falter of a breath: however, it was broken quickly by the commander: Glane. A tremble runs up the mountain of ridges along his spine; his eyes belong to the cracks in the dirty, never to leave them, even as he speaks. Even the pinnacle of bravery was no match for the monstrosity ahead. โWeโve heard of them before; Weeps. Those who survived them were never able to speak after,โ hazel eyes shot to Tuli, obviously shaken--his face, however, bare of expression. With further examination, there are claw marks, yet not a single sign of struggle--only the scent of sulfur. โTake this. The cave formerly belonged to a group of bandits, this map should help you navigate,โ Glane gritted his teeth as he handed the team's Captain a scroll covered in shoddily-drawn paths.
โI can take you. My friend, he didn't deserve to die like this. I'd like to help if I can."
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hope died in heaven,
and the sky
wept
time
0600h, dawn
day
friday
location
wolftrenk, hestea
status
open; not accepting
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