Unrest

By Venomm, 6/8/99

I had awakened from my sleep in North Freeport. I was filled with energy to purge the evils that await outside of the walls Freeport. That is my quest… my mission…. my life…. I have very few friends outside of SCARAB and they are my family. I would gladly lay down my life for anyone one of them 1000 times over. I gave a HAIL over the guildstone to see who was out and about, my friend Horammer gave a shout back. " I am heading to unrest, care to join me?" Unrest… one of many vile places begging for purging. Hmmm Unrest was across the ocean. I hate boats, never liked them, never will. Horammer knew what I was thinking. "Come on… take some beer and a fishing pole…. and get out here. It will be fun to fight together again" Well the day was young and my unquenchable thirst for vengeance was growing. I told Horammer that I would join him. "Excellent my friend many undead will be crushed beneath our boots. I will meet you at the docks and take you there". As I boarded this vessel I could have sworn that it was sinking. There were only two other people on board so I kept to myself and sat in the middle of the boat, muttering "I hate boats" The trip went without problems. I jumped onto the docks of Butcher block to hear a "Hail Venomm" being not used to this area I looked around then down to see my friend, my brother dressed in what looked to like plate armor. The climate was much cooler than the barren desert of Northern Ro. There was no desert that I could see. We traveled to Kaladim, where he binded my spirit. He then centered my body and spirit. I felt healthier and stronger, now my thirst was screaming from the inside, and I felt good about how today was going to turn out. We traveled through some grassy land and slightly dense forest. We traveled for what seemed like hours, through mountains and even into the mountain itself. Much like befallen.

"We are here," he said. "Once we get inside go to the left and stick to the wall" This was his area he knew it well. So I followed. Once inside I was scoped the place out. It seemed to be a luxury manor of some rich fool who had let the undead take it over. It mattered not who owned the place this area reeked of evil. It took all that I had to keep from going out of control and killing everything in sight. "Since its just the two of us right now lets start with something easy" As he took two steps forward he seemed to lighten up with power and shot loose a bolt of energy that struck an undead creature. It charged him, me being the fighter I stepped into the path of the creature charging Horammer. It was saying something like kill you. I could not make out the words nor did I care. Everything went red and I let myself go berserk wielding a hammer in each hand. One was my father’s and the other I received as a gift form Lord Hawke. Then next thing I know Horammer is pulling me off of this rotting corpse that I have smashed to bits. "Easy my friend, do not expel all your energy on this one" As I stood up relatively unhurt I found myself seeing the weak points of this rotting beast. "Another?" Horammer asked. As if I was little boy asking for soup, "yes please" I said. I found myself becoming more confidant with these creatures. This is when things went down hill. My father had always said "think before you act. Know you enemy well, that even the smallest pebble could lay to best fighter to waste" After laying waste to another tormented soul, I felt a biting at my foot. I looked down to see what looked like a fire beetle of Northern Ro but these were nastier. However there were 5 of them, all nipping at me. I had lost much blood and I was very fatigued, my hammer swings seemed to have no strength behind them. I looked to Horammer, he was busy with another undead soul. I figured I had to lead them away, if I was going to die then it would be best if it was away from Horammer. I took them around a corner only to meet another tormented soul and a large wisp. The tormented soul started to say something like " kill you!" That was all he managed to say as my hammer took off the lower part of his jaw. But now in hindsight I see what his real goal was, to hold me down as the large wisp and the death beetles beat and slashed my body to a bloody pulp. I awoke in Kaladim where Horammer had binded me. I quickly rushed back as far as the mountains, concerned that Horammer was unprotected. However he had survived the battle and he meet me at the mountainside to lead me back the rest of the way. Upon retrieving my stuff Peabodi had joined us in the fight. Together the three of us killed many tormented undead, jack o’lanterns, and several barbed skeletons. By the time I had to sleep for the night I had gained much knowledge of these foul creatures. I have decided to stay here while and help Horammer and whoever else that wants to purge this manor of the evil undead. Besides, I don’t like boats, never have, and never will.