I've found that I frequently wake up in places I'm not entirely sure of how I got there, and I'm in pain/danger. This is the problem of living the adventurer lifestyle. Its not like a farmer wakes up one day out in the middle of a field with one arm broken and a twisted ankle and tries to remember if the fields he planted suddenly turned on him (well a good farmer anyway, I'm sure there are some kind of weird super mutant plants out there taking over the world as we speak). So it was no surprise when I woke up in that grove of trees my ribs singing the songs of pain and I could see a lone swordsman approaching my position.
I could tell he was a swordsman from the hilt behind his head, and that he wore no outward sign of a pistol or rifle. His clothes were refined, clearly some form of noble or someone for whom work was a dirty word. I didn't see a horse, so he either walked or left it somewhere else, supringly the horse I had managed to drag to the grove was still there, grazing comfortably unconcerned with the world at large. I was on my feet to greet my new potential enemy despite the pain of doing so.
"All those years of planning, arranging a moron on the throne, and here one disciple of death ruins it." The mouth was moving, but the words were that of the creature. I could make out the mans eyes, or where they should have been, instead blackened little orbs were in their place.
"Ahh the thing from the sewers, or part of him anyway." I'd had an all to close situation of almost becoming someone elses meat suit once, though I hadn't heard of a creature using a person in that role while maintaing their own self somewhere else, clearly this beast was not just a simple thing.
"I told Rojove to have you killed, but instead his curiosity got the better of him, I myself could have killed you, but wanted to see you struggle, now I see my ego has hurt my plans, not destroyed them, but hurt them."
"I'd apologize but my ribs tell me to tell you screw off." He lashed out with an ice attack I could see it coming and summoned a wall of flame in response, the two magics slammed into each other and dissipated.
"I see, the old fashioned way then?" He drew his sword, I could see the blade had an eery red aura. I drew my own sword and I could see he was leery when the blue blade came out of its sheath (or it could have been my amazing sword stance of take my sword out and hold it up like it was a spear). I was at a downside in a two ways, his sword was longer, and from his stance he knew more about using a sword than I did (despite living over a hundred years I'm still a passable swordsman, today I'm much better you know, like at least fifty percent better, thats a lot of percents). I wasn't about to let him have the upper hand more than being a better swordsman already was so I decided to attack first (because nothing makes a person more afraid than a haphazard strike). I went for a horizontal slash across his body which he easily parried and spun me around, I felt the sword swing by my chest as I tried to find my footing. I stepped back, we stood across from each other, he changed stances and came charging. I ignited the ground near his feet and that surprised him, while he was stunned I threw my sword (when in doubt go for broke). The blade pierced him in his chest and he howled.
"You cheated."
"I don't recall agreeing to any rules before hand." I kicked his sword away and drove mine in deeper, his howls increased.
"I am but one of many disciple of death, more will come for you!"
"Well tell them I'll be waiting." He opened his mouth and black liquid spewed out like the worst vomit ever, I hopped backwards with my sword and fell on butt (which oddly also hurt my ribs damn things just liked to hurt). It was bad enough that Ronerawth wanted to kill me, now some weird demigod creature that could overtake even magical users too? I tell you when I screw up, I screw up big time. The Lorentino motto "Don't just casually mess up, mess up with a god involved." I'll admit I have a lot of motto's and none of them are ever good. A less optimistic person would take that as a sign...
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