Day 15;
I woke late in the morning on the Southern slope of the low volcano, The Sunny Rages. All evidence of last night's battle was gone. If it weren't for the kills recorded by my axe my poor memory wouldn't be enough to keep me convinced that these attacks have been real. I climbed all the way to the rim and threw Nomal's corpse and detached head with both halves of Ozran into the molten magma of the caldera. Maybe Armok can purify what's left of them.
I traveled East, much farther and much faster after that, until bogeymen once again attacked that night. This time not one could keep it's head long enough to even strike at me. They would not delay my mission of vengeance any longer. Despite being very drowsy, I kept going East out of The Mire of Paint until finally sleeping exhausted in another hollow.
Of course the bogeymen attacked me again, the cackling seemed to come the moment I had closed my eyes.
Far too furious at these mad, raving interruptions for more sleep at this point I just pushed on instead, still drowsy. I don't even know what day it is anymore. After finding two more rivers, I followed the sound of clouds of flies and infiltrated a cave dug out of a fire clay wall. My fatigue-impaired movements gave away my presence if not my location and The Night Man himself; Momuz Tunneledfaint the Crypt of Skulls pompously challenged this little noise in the dark, heh, heh, heh.
There was a child present so I started shooting immediately. Momuz leaped right over my first un-aimed shot from the hip. Impressive for his massive bulk, especially in this tunnel. The rest peppered him ineffectively while he stood like a rock searching the tunnel's shadows for me until a bolt lodged in his forehead and his eyes crossed to contemplate it.
As the monster pulled the steel bolt from it's skull I sprinted the distance between us and drove my spear deep into it's chest with all of my weight, knocking the filthy, hairy night creature over. Before it could recover I let go of my firmly-lodged spear to hack the copper meat cleaver from it's hand with my axe.
"I'm Kogsak Lustrouscraft the Failed Purge! Executor of Nomal Whiplenses mutant freak spouse of the Night Man Momuz Tunneledfaint whom I decapitated and threw into a volcano. Slaughterer of Ozran the Ash of Tombs, the simpering child of the Night Man Momuz Tunneledfaint whom I bisected and threw into a volcano. And three thousand other things I killed too!"
The insolent freak child speaks out of it's place as I sever it's father's right leg and return to the shadows. I lean from cover to try and shoot out Momuz's eyes when suddenly Lat leaps over him taking my shot in the chest, knocking me over and flailing down at my face with it's claws.
My axe ruins the night man child's right leg, toppling it to the ground with me. I scramble around the corner just out of it's reach right as Momuz crawls over top of it. As Momuz came down at me I caught the spear in his chest with my shield arm and buried my axe in his side. I held him back but scrambled away when Lat attacked abandoning my axe still stuck beside my spear in his torso.
I got to my feet in the corner with my artifact mace, Lat was advancing on the floor, Momuz picking himself up.
"I've got a message from the Dwarves,"
And smashed the freak child in the skull. Momuz charged and I caught him by the spear again. Holding him back with my shield arm as I caved in the head of his last child. I could feel him weaken against the spear and dropped my mace to twist and yank it out roughly, bringing his face down close to mine.
"Yeah,... I saw your other wife hiding around that corner too,"
And stabbed the defiling filth through the temple with my spear ending it's technical claim to the defunct throne of The Dreamy Ship.
I slide silently down the tunnel and spring 'round the corner. The Spouse of the Night Man spots me as my spear tears her heart. Poetic. I don't want to hear her life story now though, she screams better when my spear tears through her eye jamming in the socket. As she clawed at the injury I split her in half below the ribcage spilling her tainted filth in the cave.
Well then. There's supposed to be humans living on the coast to the west but they've never sent diplomats or traders. Asob wanted me to travel back via the coast if I had time and see if trade relations could be arranged. Seems like a bad idea. I had masterwork cave lobster roast and plenty of nether-cap-chilled prickle berry wine before a well-deserved 24 hour sleep on a nice corner of limestone in the cave.
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Topic: Kogsak's OP Adventure: Mission Kill, Chapter II: Diplomacy (Read 5329 times)