Cursed Final 1/2

[problematic z 477]

*You find the next page on the ground with ink stains and messier writing*

It was cold and wet, i woke after a long sleep full of nightmares.

I shiver as i punch through the dirt covering the entrance.

The sun is blinding, i go back in the small hole and gather my belongings.

The last of my food is soggy and dirty, i eat it anyway better then nothing, as i headed back to where i left the halflings a young elf looking similar to me was walking by, he stopped and started walking the other way constantly looking back at me, i said hello, he then broke out into a run i chased him confused at why he is running and if i should run too.

"Stop !" he cried, "please dont hurt me !" he exclaimed, i explained to him that i wasn't going to hurt him and that he was acting like a fool running away from me.

" what are you doing here ?" he asked, "i was searching for someone.." i replied.

He looked around "who in the right of mind would search for someone out here especially after what happened"

"I really must leave now" he nodded and walked off into the wilds glancing back once in a while.

I arrived at where i left the halflings.

There where no footprints or any signs of life.

I was frustrated, i came all the way over here to find nothing, i could have headed for alk'hazar and finally get a taste of ale and some fine cuisine.

I kicked the snow, i suddenly felt light-headed i melted the snow with the warmth of my hand and drank the water.

I decided to take a shortcut through the wilds to reach my destination faster.

the snow stared to fall heavier, i covered my face in some cloth, i started to run, then i saw a shadow dashing between the trees, it tackled me onto the ground and thrust it's golden sword at me, i rolled and dodged the attack, i stood up and hit it in the temple, it got more enraged and swung again, this time ducking i managed to draw my blade, it hit me with the blunt end of its sword, i slid across a frozen lake and my blade was about a meter to my left, i rolled and jumped into the thick snow, i scrambled to get up it came from behind this time and almost impaled me, it roared, then i threw a good hard punch to his nose, it was knocked out.

with a bleeding nose and cut arm, i found my blade broken above the handle, i sighed and kept on going through the trees.

It was night time and it was very dark, cold and windy.

I found a cavern in wich i stayed, it had various tunnels, i blocked them off with some wooden planks, I sat against the wall holding my bleeding arm.

I awoke again feeling terrible, it kept getting worse and worse i set off again.

Within two hours of leaving the cave i arrived at the gates of alk'hazar,I went into an inn not far from the main city, a strange man was at the counter with a different coloured eyes,red and green.

His name was Nitholiak, a strange but nice man, he gave me shelter in one of the luxury rooms.

I slept there and kept reading the books the druids gave me, over and over again, the myth of the great war, Dwarven mining songs so and so.

Nitholiak knocked on the door in a series of fast, strong knocks.

i shuffled over to the door, he brang in a cup of herb and we sat and talked, i told him my story, he looked shocked.

" I..i dont know what to say" he said with a strange accent i couldn't quite recognise.

A weak, almost pathetic knock came from the door.

He forced a smile at me which ended up looking like a smirk.

He quickly headed downstairs and greeted the stranger.

The stranger wore a cloak with purple trim, I peered out my door and down the stairs, the man was walking around down there while nitholiak was trying to speak to him, the stranger didn't seem to have a care in the world about manners.

Nitholiak and the hooded stranger spoke for a while,i went to sleep and had a nightmare.

In my dream, i was still my younger self, on the high fields, hopping from fence to fence with my wooden sword, parrying and dodging my uncle's attack's, he was found of me, then my sword turned iron and i thrust it in his stomach, his eyes went wide with helplessness and sadness,He died in front of me, by my hands, i cried and hugged his dead body, trying to revive him, Then i found myself at the foot of the nether, with those things clawing at my flesh until i was ripped to shreds.

I screamed, and was sweating so much my bed was soaked with it.

Nitholiak ran up the stairs, the stranger following closely behind him.

"What is it Allix ?"he said, looking frightened, "I had a terrible dream"i replied, the stranger smirked,"What happened?"said nitholiak.

Time seemed to slow until nitholiak's words where just a faint echo in the room,i could barely breath, voices came to me and sounds of trumpets, sounds of crashing and clanging and cries of doom,Hallucinations, a skull with flames in the emptiness of where its eyes where.

Whispers, i knew this was not just sleep deprivation.

My arms started to spasm, whispers in my head saying "Im here, run".

I moaned and collapsed, stood back up and my vision faded.

When i awoke again, in the middle of the room nitholiak and the stranger where arguing, "The void walker would never

chose a fool like that to use as a messenger to the living !" The stranger argued.

"He's awake again !, lock the door !" I stood up and leaned against a post, "..What happened ?.." i asked, my head throbbed.

"Stay back !" Nitholiak said, "..can i have some food ?.."i said, looking confused.

Nitholiak explained that i was almost possessed by something, something evil, The Void walker,The Whisperer,The Dark mage.

The stranger looked frustrated, he showed his thin boney wrist as he flicked the front of his hood out of the way,"Your a fool allix."

He said, I was extremely confused at this point i didnt know whether to be angry or ask the same question again "What happened ?"

After the stranger had stormed off me and nitholiak spoke for some time with another cup of herbal.

About a week past, One day while washing i noticed a large red mark on my back.

It looked deep and infected,i tried to touch it but it stung so much when i did i didn't have the courage to do it ever again.

While sitting on the hill in front of the inn, a young woman walked into the inn.

I heard her negotiating with nitholiak trying to sell cloth.

I walked past and glanced at nitholiak, and smiled at him,

I walked up to my room and had another rest,

I had another dream, i was walking down a large circular path made of cobble, all the homes looked the same

when i reached the end of the spiralling path there was a glowing blue stone, i touched it and instantly had witnessed pain that was unimaginable, I awoke again with strange words in my head, i must have screamed in my sleep because the whole inn had come to my door.

"We must be careful now last time he was hostile" Nitholiak said, "Whats wrong with him ?" the woman asked, "he's cursed" Another man said.

(( i had to make another part since i wasn't expecting to have this much story to write i managed to leave out a whole chapter *facepalm

Oh well ile write the next one tomorrow guys, please leave ypur constructive criticism!))

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