Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 1: Afterlife]
03-01-2010, 06:37 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Not The Author.
"Ghosts, actually. I'm fairly certain the bodies are being posessed, but-" Gormand was interrupted by what one might incorrectly assume to be some sort of earthquake. Even so far underground, the force of the mininova was staggering. Bracing himself against the walls as he waited for the shockwaves to pass, he grunted to his companions, "What the hell were you doing up there?!" The necromancer replied, perhaps a bit defensively. "It wasn't intentional, I assure you." As the vibrations died away, the group cautiously resumed their descent. Calm gestured at the stony walls surrounding them. [background=black:1mi18dmv]"You'd think it'd have killed someone, though."[/background:1mi18dmv] Gormand rubbed what could be generously called his chin. "And what would that achieve, exactly?"
Before he could finish his thought, a booming voice echoed down the staircase:
"Greetings, mortals. I am Sadeh, God of the Afterlife."
The speech was short, and to the point, though the way it trailed off at the end gave the distinct impression someone was purposefully blocking the message. Diego was the first to speak. "This... This is good, right? We can get out this way. " Calm laughed. [background=black:1mi18dmv]"Never trust a god, or anyone claiming to be. It's a ruse, I'm sure."[/background:1mi18dmv] Gormand silently considered each opinion. "Well... as hesitant as I am to believe this... 'Sadeh...' it would account for the traps..." "Wait, traps? What traps?"
Before he could explain, the stairs ended.
The first thing one would see upon entering the cavern was the sheer volume of gore littering the ground. Once, there had been bodies, but their tendency to simply not die had reduced Hoss to brutally mangling them until nothing recognizably human remained. Not that he conciously objected to the mindless violence in his derranged state; mindless violence was practically all he knew at that point.
The second thing one would see upon entering the cavern was an enormous, aged, bloody axe, visibly torn from the pendulum mechanism that once ended the lives of those strikingly similar interlopers. Half of the axehead was shattered, fragments scattered about the room. The rest of the axe was embedded deep in the ground, unshiftable by any who might attempt to retrieve it.
The third thing one would see upon entering the cavern, though it was a tad difficult in the pervasive darkness, was a warmly clad man. His clothing was dishevelled and torn in places, and would be dyed red if not for its already dark tones. The tyrant knelt on the ground, half-heartedly punching a lifeless corpse in the face.
Gormand turned, warning his companions to keep silent, and stepped cautiously into the blood-soaked hall.
"Ghosts, actually. I'm fairly certain the bodies are being posessed, but-" Gormand was interrupted by what one might incorrectly assume to be some sort of earthquake. Even so far underground, the force of the mininova was staggering. Bracing himself against the walls as he waited for the shockwaves to pass, he grunted to his companions, "What the hell were you doing up there?!" The necromancer replied, perhaps a bit defensively. "It wasn't intentional, I assure you." As the vibrations died away, the group cautiously resumed their descent. Calm gestured at the stony walls surrounding them. [background=black:1mi18dmv]"You'd think it'd have killed someone, though."[/background:1mi18dmv] Gormand rubbed what could be generously called his chin. "And what would that achieve, exactly?"
Before he could finish his thought, a booming voice echoed down the staircase:
"Greetings, mortals. I am Sadeh, God of the Afterlife."
The speech was short, and to the point, though the way it trailed off at the end gave the distinct impression someone was purposefully blocking the message. Diego was the first to speak. "This... This is good, right? We can get out this way. " Calm laughed. [background=black:1mi18dmv]"Never trust a god, or anyone claiming to be. It's a ruse, I'm sure."[/background:1mi18dmv] Gormand silently considered each opinion. "Well... as hesitant as I am to believe this... 'Sadeh...' it would account for the traps..." "Wait, traps? What traps?"
Before he could explain, the stairs ended.
The first thing one would see upon entering the cavern was the sheer volume of gore littering the ground. Once, there had been bodies, but their tendency to simply not die had reduced Hoss to brutally mangling them until nothing recognizably human remained. Not that he conciously objected to the mindless violence in his derranged state; mindless violence was practically all he knew at that point.
The second thing one would see upon entering the cavern was an enormous, aged, bloody axe, visibly torn from the pendulum mechanism that once ended the lives of those strikingly similar interlopers. Half of the axehead was shattered, fragments scattered about the room. The rest of the axe was embedded deep in the ground, unshiftable by any who might attempt to retrieve it.
The third thing one would see upon entering the cavern, though it was a tad difficult in the pervasive darkness, was a warmly clad man. His clothing was dishevelled and torn in places, and would be dyed red if not for its already dark tones. The tyrant knelt on the ground, half-heartedly punching a lifeless corpse in the face.
Gormand turned, warning his companions to keep silent, and stepped cautiously into the blood-soaked hall.