09-20-2008, 11:13 AM
"Finding Vicious"
I started my journey to Khaldun. And a long one it was.. I even took the short cut people spoke of, a short cut I hadn't taken in years, since I ran away when I was a teen. Even so, it was long.. it took me days to get through the sewers..
I finally made my way, and got to the lost lands, or waste lands. Leaving the dark damp cave and entering the light had a different toll on me then I've ever felt before.. it was, almost screaming at me.. yelling at me.. it was loud and vibrant..
Through the marshes I went.. thick with slime and rats, alligators, and other beasts that lurked in the depths of the bogs. Disgusting creatures.. but I guess I need to look in the mirror.. heh.. a lot of good that'd do..
It took me 7 nights to find the entrance to Khaldun, and 2 more to make my way through it... mother was right, the place was infested with Zealots and cursed creatures that had been there for ages upon ages.. There were definitely no sign of The Nosferatu.. a shame.
I then couldn't believe my eyes..my stomach dropped. tears swept my cheeks. I was staring at my cousin, I was staring at Vicious. I knew he was alive, but I was surprised to find him. We hugged and made haste with little small talk, and we got out of there. straight to britain we went. We spoke. And spoke some more. I had dropped to my knees in the midst of conversation with a sharp pain like the pains I had before.. he knew what was wrong..
He then told me what had happened in that treacherous place.. and led us up on our next clue.... which may be the where abouts of the Nosferatu. We made a blood pact. And started off to the Inn.. A few days rest and we will be on our way.. Sweat was dripping off my face. I knew the time was coming.. for transformation. Cravings, Thirsts are the first traits to become anew. Its like I can feel my skin crawling off.. and a duller, paler version growing.. It's uncomfortable... yet strangely replenishing. I think I like this.
I started my journey to Khaldun. And a long one it was.. I even took the short cut people spoke of, a short cut I hadn't taken in years, since I ran away when I was a teen. Even so, it was long.. it took me days to get through the sewers..
I finally made my way, and got to the lost lands, or waste lands. Leaving the dark damp cave and entering the light had a different toll on me then I've ever felt before.. it was, almost screaming at me.. yelling at me.. it was loud and vibrant..
Through the marshes I went.. thick with slime and rats, alligators, and other beasts that lurked in the depths of the bogs. Disgusting creatures.. but I guess I need to look in the mirror.. heh.. a lot of good that'd do..
It took me 7 nights to find the entrance to Khaldun, and 2 more to make my way through it... mother was right, the place was infested with Zealots and cursed creatures that had been there for ages upon ages.. There were definitely no sign of The Nosferatu.. a shame.
I then couldn't believe my eyes..my stomach dropped. tears swept my cheeks. I was staring at my cousin, I was staring at Vicious. I knew he was alive, but I was surprised to find him. We hugged and made haste with little small talk, and we got out of there. straight to britain we went. We spoke. And spoke some more. I had dropped to my knees in the midst of conversation with a sharp pain like the pains I had before.. he knew what was wrong..
He then told me what had happened in that treacherous place.. and led us up on our next clue.... which may be the where abouts of the Nosferatu. We made a blood pact. And started off to the Inn.. A few days rest and we will be on our way.. Sweat was dripping off my face. I knew the time was coming.. for transformation. Cravings, Thirsts are the first traits to become anew. Its like I can feel my skin crawling off.. and a duller, paler version growing.. It's uncomfortable... yet strangely replenishing. I think I like this.