Failed Mission (PK post)

[Chrisoulis777 492]

 

 

 

Qahir was doing his usual scouting around Vault 3, searching for the new area that had an open, upon stumbling across the main office and discovering a few mysteries "I will inform horde-speaker" the Uruk said before taking notes of some writings and drawing some areas before departing.

 

Upon reaching the exit of the Vault Qahir was ambushed by Felix a necromancer with his two minions a large 12-feet ogre rat and a ghoul, the three of them slowly started to surround the Uruk before the necromancer called out "You thought I wouldn't spot you lingering from my lair, worthless scum" The necromancer called out. 

 

Qahir gazed upon his as well as his minions and unsheathed his blade "Zo you are the zick man behind this" Qahir said bluntly and as the minions of the necromancer moved further up leaving him some sort of expose, the Uruk took that chance to charge forward, and upon getting close Qahir raised his sword before slicing down at the necros shoulder.

 

The necromancer raised his blade as well but cause of its weak body failed to deflect the blade completely and the attack of the Uruk went through, wounding the necromancer's shoulder "SAVE ME SAVE ME" Felix yelled to his minions, before the ogre started to charge forward, and the knight raised his axe infused with dark bite and struck the Uruk's shoulder.

 

Qahir wouldn't be able to do much about the incoming hit so he would take it, his right shoulder started bleeding as a fairly big wound was left upon it, and so the Uruk marched forward, getting behind the necromancer's point of view and raised his blade once more and struck down upon his spine.

 

The necromancer upon getting hit leaped forward crying out to his minions to kill the Uruk "Kill him, Kill him" and so the rat ogre while rushing towards Qahir's way it would leap trying to get him down, but a quick movement from the Uruk raised his longsword holding it with both hands stretched out like a pike while getting himself in a more defense stand before saying "Stop them zo we can blah".

 

The rat ogre would get impaled by the blade in his eye but it seemed that didn't stop the beast one bit so it would raise it's self up and as it was about to strike down it paused as the necromancer called out "Stop... what does a worthless soul want to speak off".

 

The Uruk's blade was now stuck inside the eye of the beast it would take a few steps to the left as the exit was not covered by the ghoul now taking some distance the Uruk pulled out a shovel from his tool belt, "Why are you creating Blood-suckers... are this creatures your next experience" Qahir called out trying to gather more information while taking out a potion of a will o.

 

The necromancer gave a curious gaze upon the Uruk before ordering his minions to stand in front of him afraid to come face-to-face with a horde warrior "What are you saying, are you mistaking me for a lesser" Felix barked out. Qahir stepped once more back reaching a gate that was narrow enough so the ogre rat could not get in while shaking the potion of will o "So that is not you, then who are you" he called out and in seconds got a response back "I am the owner of the lair you tried to getting in" Felix barked out so Qahir now realizing what he was up against would tighten the hilt of his blade "I am just following orders" Qahir simple stated.

 

The word triggered the necromancer to order its minions to charge forth, The Uruk quickly moved inside the narrow gate, and before doing so he threw the will o potion at the ogre rat, upon landing it would set him on fire, the knight charged in attempting to strike him once more with the axe, but it was deflected by a swing from Qahir, but upon doing such the necro cast Darkening a spell draining the strength and making the body feel like getting stung by needles, that was enough for the curse of the Uruk raise to take over, Qahir charged out pushing the ghoul out of the way as his main focus was the necromancer.

 

Upon seeing the blood-lusted Qahir coming his way, Felix orders the ogre to get out of the way, so the rat ogre stops trying to put himself out and punches the Uruk upon his side, such pushes Qahir back but his drive to kill the man in front of him was strong and so he charged once more aiming to strike him with the shovel.

 

Felix seeing that quickly jumped out of the way putting an end to the spell he was casting, the Ghoul quickly got up and struck Qahir from behind at his leg and another punch came from the rat ogre, sending the Uruk to the ground.

 

Qahir's rage got even worse, taking out a javelin from his back and striking the neck of the ghoul in front, the Necromancer quickly got up to his feet and started to put out the fire of the rat ogre before melting completely, seeing his chance Qahir would grasp upon the javelin and pulled it upwards now that his strength was fully restored from the previous spell, and so the head of the Ghoul could be seeing flying across the room.

 

The exit way was clear for the Uruk to leave but his bloodlust would not allow such, and quickly checked his pockets and withdrew an aurum arrow, before charging forward toward the rat ogre impaling its head once more and striking the arrow upon its neck. As Qahir was focused on the beast, Felix took this chance to take out a staff with a bell on its end and started to cast another spell.

 

The rat ogre seeing it took a massive amount of damage it would withdrew a giant axe from its back and raised it upwards to strike down, Qahir noticing such would quickly let go of the javelin to be stuck in the creature's head and withdrew his sword from the eye, before moving to focus upon his main target the Necromancer.

 

Qahir was charging down forward toward the way of Felix as he was moving to the corner of the room, upon getting close Qahir raised his blade in an attempt to slice the man, but the spell was cast, and the area around Felix made everything else 1/2 slower including the rat ogre as well, and so with ease, Felix dodged and made his way to the corner of the room.

 

The bloodlust Uruk noticing such brought the longsword close to his chest as he charged forward to stab the man the ogre raised his axe and barely missed Qahir as he was too slowed by the spell, and as Qahir got close he successfully stabbed the necromancer almost hitting his heart, but upon doing so seconds before the fetal blow was delivered, the second phase of the spell was cast, making him even slower than before, but removed the debuff from the ogre, that snatched him by the head and pulled him back.

 

The Uruk noticing he was getting pulled back attempted to pull his sword upwards while it was inside the necromancer to make the wound deeper, but such had little effect, and so he was brought up and struck down to the floor from the ogre, a gasp of air left the Uruk almost making him lose the grip of his sword, before kicking the already impaled javelin further into the skull of the ogre rat, ending its life.

 

A sigh of relief would leave the Uruk upon seeing the ogre fall, but still under the spell of the necromancer, Felix took this chance despite his critical wound and rushed forward with a dagger, stabbing the neck of the Uruk once, Qahir noticing such his eyes will widen before stabbing Felix at the wound he previously made.

 

Such made the necromancer fall back near the edge of death also from the wounds he endured, laughing while starting to cast once more a spell to heal himself, Qahir quickly used his shoulders to crawl backward, with one hand pressing down the wound and the other searching around his medical satchel, before retrieving a bandage and wrapped it around his neck, Qahirs sense became more clear by the seconds, his rage slowly fading.

 

The Uruk slowly got up with the help of his blade gazing upon Felix as he was fully healed lying there exhausted "You will never make it out of the underground alive" called out while bursting out a burst of laughter, Qahir started to make his way towards the exit, knowing he had limited time as he was bleeding from the inside also.

 

Upon arriving at Krugistan, Qahir leaving behind a trail of blood with only an hour left in him or maybe even less rang the bell before waiting there for a shaman or an alchemist to show up, but the minutes passed no one came to his aid, the Uruk knowing his time was coming near, he would take a note writing his last report on his scouting mission before gazing upon the gates of Krugistan and a small smile would appear upon his face before drawing his last breath with a letter scramble into his right hand.

 

(Thank you to @king_kunuk for this crp it was long but very fun)

[BurberLord123 375]

THE GOAT NOOOOOO

[King_Kunuk 3022]

The Necromancer of the Deep Warrens laid upon the ground, blood frothing from his mouth as a haze of green witchfire oozed from his vessel like smoke from a dying frame. Flesh wounds deep had been forced back together through the work of his unholy magic, his laughter of a malice so twisted and deformed from what was once human echoing in the caves as Qahir stumbled away dying. The rotting corpses of his fallen minions laid scattered and broken, but they had done their job of wearing the orc down, granting the weaver the most dishonorable means of delivering that fatal blow.

 

"There is only darkness for you," he cried out from that deep vault, words haunting the warrior as he left, "and only death that shall come for your people. The Black Sun Shall Rise, and all shall be. . . Radiant."

[Narthok 10416]

An orcish chieftain comes across the body of his fallen companion. Lying cold on the cavern floor, no one had come to his aid. The chieftain's heart boiled and roared. DEATH. Qahir's death would be avenged. 

 

He summoned the war-chieftains. He would not just kill those who had killed his warrior. He would break their homes and salt their lands. It was time for war.

[Chimeraof1999 1188]

The Homunculus, furred and taloned, stared on at the announcement. His eyes full of neutrality but his heart with an unexpressed, purposeless emotion.

The Orc, who showed the way, was killed.

"Your efforts will never. . EVER, be forgotten. . Rest, Qahir. . Your battle is over."

[Samson Option 9652]

 

Zilzibin let date pulp dribble out of his mouth as his thousand yard stare overtook him upon hearing the news. The Hobgoblin recounted the great strength of Qahir in the Orkfeud, always trouncing him when he dared to raise the black banner of his own team against the Qaliuruk's team.