Mercy by the blade

[Andustar 4143]

The battle was won, the war was over, no longer would Oren be challenged by the War Uzg again. Thoughts raced through Nikolai's head "What was the point of this, they were already beaten, their defence barely lasted..." it was then he looked to see a battered and wounded orc, fatally wounded, obviously doomed to die. "I didn't fight to beat a dead dog..." he'd sigh, looking the orc over, there was very few of them left, barely any of them rallied to defend themselves. The northerner raised his axe, with one quick slash he brought it down on the head of the son of Krug, saving him from a painful death

 

He stared blindly as the Orenian colours flapped in the wind, he didn't wear legion colours, he didn't stand for beating dead dogs. As he saw his fellow countrymen loot the ruined city, he turned away, heaving his barbovic shield over his back, clipping his war-axe to his belt.

 

Whilst the others looted, scavenged and cheered, gaining pleasure and purpose, feeding their great nation with delight and valor. Nikolai walked away with no sense of purpose. He began his voyage back northwards, back to the quiet Kingdom of frost and snow, where he could finally, after many ages, rethink his thoughts.

[herculean_wud 3662]

wud wonders how this chap looted... when there was no loot to loot

[Wendigo 786]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.