Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2016 19:05:03 GMT -8
The sky was a colorless white, entrenched in a flurry of snow and ice. It was what the Icicle Peaks always looked like, a blanket of snow cuddling the sky above and the ground below. Deep in the snow, lay a shadow figure clad in a dark blue hood and bright red mixed with the same dark blue garments made of quite fine fabrics though torn and with sewing marks riddling it. Behind the figure were lines sprawling across the the snow leading to where the short figure lay face down into the snow. He was barely visible in the white blanket surrounding him in the winds, nothing was until two small glowing yellow lights suddenly appeared staring at the figure. The lights blinked, then another pair appeared, then another, then another…. Until finally the figure was surrounded by six pairs of glowing yellow lights, all peering deep into him and beginning to whisper to each other
*gasp*”IT HIM!!! IT HIM!!! IT OUR MASTER!!!” One pair whispered
”It not him stupid!!! Master Gromgard dead!!” Another pair snarled back
”No master only lost, not dead!!!” A third hissed back
*Gurgling noises* A fourth finally put it, ever so elegantly
”We bring him back to Gnarl!! Gnarl will know!!”
The group of eyes agreed and the shadowy figure looked up to see his hands being grabbed and dragging him before finally collapsing back into unconsciousness.
”What is this?!?! Out of my way!!!” the unconscious figure heard from an elderly raspy voice as he slowly came to
”It the master Gnarl!! It the Overlord” One voice was muffled but heard by the figure
As the finally awoke he could see the blurry image of an elderly grey gremlin, goblin, thing….. Looking at him with squinting eyes
”My word!!! It's Lord Gromgard!!!! Quickly, rub some acid in his eyes and fetch a couple of reds to heat him up!!!!” The elderly gremlin said stroking his beard ”Myyyy is it a shock to see you alive lord!.... We were afraid you had gone ahead and died during our…. Erm…. Rather reluctant transportation to this world……. Ah here we are Gnarl said grabbing the acid and rubbing it into the figure’s face causing searing pain but none the less giving him his vision back though shivering from the intense cold he had went through. In front of him he could see his elder steward minion Gnarl a handful of assorted minions and some reds taking aim in front of him.
”Ready?! Aim!! Fire!!” One red said causing the other reds to hurl fire at the shivering Lord Gromgard. The Overlord gave a flinch as the fire hit him and caused him a great deal of pain
”Aheeeheeeheee!!! Master no like to be bur- gaaah!!” One red began to say before getting interrupted by the Overlord’s foot piercing the short minion’s stomach
”Nyehehe!! That's the master I've come to fear!! Get him some armor, NOW!!!” Gnarl commanded
The minions happily complied and quickly scurried off then back with whatever Giblet the minion Forge-master could cobble together with few resources and no real smelter. The little scamps immediately began clamping together different bits and pieces of armor together until finally the figure looked like a proper Overlord.
”You've been missing for some time sire…… There’s a horrid plague going about in case you haven't heard….. It's even been infecting the minions!!! It's quite the problem actually….. But now that you’re here lord!!!! We won't have to cower in fear of it as much!! We've had to live deep underground here just to escape it……” Gnarl took a minute to admire the intimidating armor his master was clad in and gave a sinister smile
”Hmm….. Nyeheheheheeeee!!! I think it's time for you to test your metal lord!!! Oh I know of just the cutest little settlement for us to trample over!!! Woohoohahahaaaa!!!” the elderly minion stated with a cackle and a twisted grin
Down a small trail from the cave the minions had as base of operations stood a small rickety rickety encampment of human peasants guarded by hardy hunters and warriors who kept the infected starvia and occasional minion pest out. Gnarl pointed at the small encampment then spoke
”That is the village of Nordhope….. Disgusting name!!..... The villagers are but poor helpless peasants trying to survive in this wasteland……………… Kill them……. Nya ha haaaaa!!”
With that being said the Overlord plopped his axe over his shoulder and pointed at the village, the minions all gave an evil twisted smile and scurried ahead with their master and Gnarl following not too far behind.
Up upon the small rickety log walls of the encampment two hunters were stationed to guard. One of them heard rustling in the bushes
“Oi….. D-D-Did you ‘ere that?!...... I think it's Starvia!!!” The first said
The second rolled his eyes then looked left and right, seeing nothing
“It ain't Starvia!!.... It's prolly just a rabbit or somethin’!!! Quit bein’ so jumpy mate!!!” The second then replied
“I-I-I don't know….. It sounded awfully loud…..” The first quivered back
youtu.be/iZp3T8v_ux8
The rustling became even louder then before causing the second to lean forward in squint his eyes in suspicion, until out of the bushes hurled a massive fireball blowing a hole into the thin rickety wall and flinging the two guards off the crumbled wall and setting them ablaze
“WAAAAAAAAH!!!!! WE’RE UNDER ATTACK!!!!! AAAAAAAH!!!” They both screamed, running like headless chickens before collapsing "dead" from the fire
Jumping out of the bushes and storming into the encampment were dozens of minions giggling and flailing their weapons like madmen
”Awoohoohaha!!! STAB IT!!! STAB IT!!!!” some of the minions began to shout as they ran in
“GET THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN IN DOORS!!!!” One of the camp guards shouted as the women and children complied locking themselves in the tiny camp huts as the minions began storming and already battering down three guards. As the Browns and Greens jumped on the backs like horses the Blues hid behind Gromgard and the Reds hurled fireballs at the huts setting them ablaze
“NO!!!!!” One of the guards screeched towards the Reds until a Brown bashed his head in with a club
As the houses were set ablaze the women and children ran out only to be chased by the Browns and Greens suffering the same brutal humorous death as the men. The raid was short and all that was left of the encampment were littered carcasses, large blazing fires, and smoldering ash.
Gnarl quickly admired the large smoke as it scurried up the sky
”Nyeheehaha!!! They'll see that cloud of smoke miles away!!!! Woohoohahahaaa!!!! BURN BABY BURN!!!!! Ahahahahaaaaawooohoohahahahahaa!!!!” he snickered to himself before the group left the debris dragging the trophies along with them
*gasp*”IT HIM!!! IT HIM!!! IT OUR MASTER!!!” One pair whispered
”It not him stupid!!! Master Gromgard dead!!” Another pair snarled back
”No master only lost, not dead!!!” A third hissed back
*Gurgling noises* A fourth finally put it, ever so elegantly
”We bring him back to Gnarl!! Gnarl will know!!”
The group of eyes agreed and the shadowy figure looked up to see his hands being grabbed and dragging him before finally collapsing back into unconsciousness.
”What is this?!?! Out of my way!!!” the unconscious figure heard from an elderly raspy voice as he slowly came to
”It the master Gnarl!! It the Overlord” One voice was muffled but heard by the figure
As the finally awoke he could see the blurry image of an elderly grey gremlin, goblin, thing….. Looking at him with squinting eyes
”My word!!! It's Lord Gromgard!!!! Quickly, rub some acid in his eyes and fetch a couple of reds to heat him up!!!!” The elderly gremlin said stroking his beard ”Myyyy is it a shock to see you alive lord!.... We were afraid you had gone ahead and died during our…. Erm…. Rather reluctant transportation to this world……. Ah here we are Gnarl said grabbing the acid and rubbing it into the figure’s face causing searing pain but none the less giving him his vision back though shivering from the intense cold he had went through. In front of him he could see his elder steward minion Gnarl a handful of assorted minions and some reds taking aim in front of him.
”Ready?! Aim!! Fire!!” One red said causing the other reds to hurl fire at the shivering Lord Gromgard. The Overlord gave a flinch as the fire hit him and caused him a great deal of pain
”Aheeeheeeheee!!! Master no like to be bur- gaaah!!” One red began to say before getting interrupted by the Overlord’s foot piercing the short minion’s stomach
”Nyehehe!! That's the master I've come to fear!! Get him some armor, NOW!!!” Gnarl commanded
The minions happily complied and quickly scurried off then back with whatever Giblet the minion Forge-master could cobble together with few resources and no real smelter. The little scamps immediately began clamping together different bits and pieces of armor together until finally the figure looked like a proper Overlord.
”You've been missing for some time sire…… There’s a horrid plague going about in case you haven't heard….. It's even been infecting the minions!!! It's quite the problem actually….. But now that you’re here lord!!!! We won't have to cower in fear of it as much!! We've had to live deep underground here just to escape it……” Gnarl took a minute to admire the intimidating armor his master was clad in and gave a sinister smile
”Hmm….. Nyeheheheheeeee!!! I think it's time for you to test your metal lord!!! Oh I know of just the cutest little settlement for us to trample over!!! Woohoohahahaaaa!!!” the elderly minion stated with a cackle and a twisted grin
Down a small trail from the cave the minions had as base of operations stood a small rickety rickety encampment of human peasants guarded by hardy hunters and warriors who kept the infected starvia and occasional minion pest out. Gnarl pointed at the small encampment then spoke
”That is the village of Nordhope….. Disgusting name!!..... The villagers are but poor helpless peasants trying to survive in this wasteland……………… Kill them……. Nya ha haaaaa!!”
With that being said the Overlord plopped his axe over his shoulder and pointed at the village, the minions all gave an evil twisted smile and scurried ahead with their master and Gnarl following not too far behind.
Up upon the small rickety log walls of the encampment two hunters were stationed to guard. One of them heard rustling in the bushes
“Oi….. D-D-Did you ‘ere that?!...... I think it's Starvia!!!” The first said
The second rolled his eyes then looked left and right, seeing nothing
“It ain't Starvia!!.... It's prolly just a rabbit or somethin’!!! Quit bein’ so jumpy mate!!!” The second then replied
“I-I-I don't know….. It sounded awfully loud…..” The first quivered back
youtu.be/iZp3T8v_ux8
The rustling became even louder then before causing the second to lean forward in squint his eyes in suspicion, until out of the bushes hurled a massive fireball blowing a hole into the thin rickety wall and flinging the two guards off the crumbled wall and setting them ablaze
“WAAAAAAAAH!!!!! WE’RE UNDER ATTACK!!!!! AAAAAAAH!!!” They both screamed, running like headless chickens before collapsing "dead" from the fire
Jumping out of the bushes and storming into the encampment were dozens of minions giggling and flailing their weapons like madmen
”Awoohoohaha!!! STAB IT!!! STAB IT!!!!” some of the minions began to shout as they ran in
“GET THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN IN DOORS!!!!” One of the camp guards shouted as the women and children complied locking themselves in the tiny camp huts as the minions began storming and already battering down three guards. As the Browns and Greens jumped on the backs like horses the Blues hid behind Gromgard and the Reds hurled fireballs at the huts setting them ablaze
“NO!!!!!” One of the guards screeched towards the Reds until a Brown bashed his head in with a club
As the houses were set ablaze the women and children ran out only to be chased by the Browns and Greens suffering the same brutal humorous death as the men. The raid was short and all that was left of the encampment were littered carcasses, large blazing fires, and smoldering ash.
Gnarl quickly admired the large smoke as it scurried up the sky
”Nyeheehaha!!! They'll see that cloud of smoke miles away!!!! Woohoohahahaaa!!!! BURN BABY BURN!!!!! Ahahahahaaaaawooohoohahahahahaa!!!!” he snickered to himself before the group left the debris dragging the trophies along with them
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Dec 24, 2016 19:20:08 GMT -8 by Deleted