Fantasy uncharted land

[Tonstad39]

(You do realize that he was shooting electricity spells at the Warriors and not Ben, right)

 

[MJ ._.]

(No I messed it up. Should i change my post. Can electricity shots start fire like lightening?)

 

[Tonstad39]

(Given that most of the buildings here are wood with thatched rooves, sure)

 

[MJ ._.]

(So it can be corrected this way?)

"God... these again." Ben cussed as zombies clawed at him. The magic that the sorcerer had shot toward men had hit boxed that had been set near a shop and set flames on them. He picked a burning piece of wood like a sword and pushed zombies away from himself while trying to get closer to the sorcerer since knocking him out could stop his zombies. Meanwhile, he attempts to burn zombies set fire to many wooden and cloth objects on his way and practically started a large fire in the city. Soon, smoke and flames were going to fill the market place.

 

[Tonstad39]

(yep!)

The zombies around Ben were killed as Their sorcerer was using healing spells to correct his heavily brused nose and his fractured skull. He was still young and new to having the powers that he possesses, so he just lie there healing himself at the expense of stamina. Townsfolk had exited their shops as other sorcerers ran to the scene of the blaze leaving more zombies to aimlessly roam the streets.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben was kind of excited by the unwanted arson. "Yay! A wild man has gone wild!" He called out and started throwing whatever he could at sorcerers. One of barrels was shot toward the young fallen sorcerer again.

 

[Tonstad39]

The objects were largely burning planks of wood, miscelaneus tweed baskets & Dropped knives. All of these items made the sorcerers either pass out or severly injured as the flames continued to spread to the building’s rooves.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben felt that he had messed around enough so ran to another street and hid in a storage room. He was wondering how his group was doing or if he had made enough distraction to buy them enough time to fulfill their task.

 

[Tonstad39]

The store room was a Clay shed behind a small family’s Earth hut and it had everything from dirty laundry and flour to idols of gods and a world map. The fire can be heard from onside the shed as its only lighting was holes in the thatched roofing.

 

[MJ ._.]

Then again, Ben thought that he needed to leave the city in the end. He peered out and as soon as the cost was clear changed her position to another hiding hole in the nest street.

 

[Tonstad39]

The next street had more peasent housing as the hiding hole was a large ditch off the side of the road that was situated above a ground water source.

 

[MJ ._.]

While hiding, Ben noticed people coming and leaving frequently carrying water containers in their with them. He left his shelter slowly and tried to blend in the crowed. Then, he saw a woman trying to carry two buckets of water and approached her assuming that she was a slave. "Ma'am, may I help you with the buckets?" He asked her.

 

[Tonstad39]

The woman eyed Ben curiously as she had never seen a breed like her’s before “I’m taking them to the fire, Master’s orders” she said “If your as strong as you are than you can pf course help.”

 

[MJ ._.]

"To the fire? Yes... I can carry them... but I'm afraid of flames... sort of a phobia..." Ben felt bad about making more work for slaves to do but accepting slavery wasn't something he could get along with. He left the woman and walked farther from the fire.

 

[Tonstad39]

The woman ran back to the fire weirded out by the strange albino breed as breeds like that are generally only owned by nobility. Meanwhile, Just a few houses away was the communal slave quarters, where slaves can be rented out to sorcorers, merchants and anyone with the right tribute.

 

[MJ ._.]

Although the city was alarmed due to fire, Ben didn't want to blend into slaves anymore since he'd naturally be expected to help in extinguishing the fire. He tried to choose less crowded paths to get out o the city.

 

[Tonstad39]

More peasent housing would vanish and bleed into untamed yellow grassland untill there weren’t any more houses. Beyond the yellowed grassland, there was a pyramid of earth with two guard towers on either side for it was a temple that was only about two-hundred meters away.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben knew he had to leave for good but his curiosity brought him to the temple. He didn't went there directly though, he took a wider path to go around and see if someone was guarding at the towers.

 

[Tonstad39]

The grass would rusle and get trampled down with each of Ben’s footsteps. The wild hay plants brushed up against him and there are two figures among the towers. Because of Ben’s distance he couldn’t make out details as he would only see imposing figures wearing brown suits of armor, but strangely enough they don’t have visible horns yet their profile definately features a vague brown muzzle.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben took a round to find a way ti infiltrate the building. He needed to remain undetected.

 

[Tonstad39]

The grass would rusle some more as the tiered pyramid grew closer & closer. Hidden amongst the grass was a couple of rouge cockaburrs and thisle bushes that would cut into his pants, socks & shoes.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben was about to give up but something drew him closer to the temple. He did his best avoiding more scratches but if there was a way for him to penetrate, it'd be behind those harsh plants. After searching for a while, he managed to find a crack in the wall and started opening it wider by hands.

 

[Tonstad39]

Because the pyramid is bade of earth, an avalanch of Sod would shower over Ben as the Pyramid became more asymetrical revealing some Sone struts that support the great Mound. Ben would now find himself up to his Navel in falling dirt as th guards were rapidly comming down from their posts.

 

[MJ ._.]

Ben cussed himself for being a fool and reached out for thorn covered plants and pulled them over himself to both hide himself from guards and keep his body from sinking more.

 

[Tonstad39]

The falling dirt would stop untill the avalance turned into mere trickles of dried dirt like a waterfall. His body would be concealed as Ben would hear sniffing and talking in a halfway coherent gibberish that can only be the South Plains language “Algyn slango oifen!” said the voice “Gat hem”