The Return

[_pok_ 1768]

Pok pushed a large boulder aside and found himself looking across a sprawling desert.

”Where the hell am I” Pok thought to himself as he looked at the vast expanses of sand.

He looked down the steep cliff face that he now stood on, looking down at the jagged rocks, he began to wonder how he would get down. A small pool of water, maybe fifteen feet deep, sat at the edge of the cliff. He looked down and began to think ”Can I make this jump?”. He shrugged, threw Bumbullaum down first, and then dove down into the pind. The water splashed up around him as he hit the water, barely keeping his head from hitting the rocky bottom of the pond.

Climbing out of the pond and reaching for his axe, he looked to the North. He stared out at the seemingly endless desert and sighed. He turned back around and looked at the pond. He looked down at his loincloth and sighed, “I’m going to need water...”. He slid his loincloth down and then let it into the water, he filled it up with as much water as he could and then held it tight. He sighed and began to cross the desert, naked.

Pok crawled into a cave after a long day of walking through the desert. He laid down on the warm sandy floor and began to fall asleep. His eyes fluttered and Pok turned to look at the edge of the cave, looking at him was two giant, hissing poisonous spiders. Pok looked at them and grunted, reaching for his axe as the first jumped for his neck. It bit him once but Pok flung it away quickly. He held his neck with one hand and slashed at the larger of the spiders with Bumbullaum. It flew back, losing three of its legs. The two spiders hissed and then jumped for Pok. With one mighty swing, Pok slashed them both in half, their poisonous venom spewing from their bodies. Pok hobbled back, leaning against the side of the cave, holding his neck. His eyes fluttered one more time before he passed out.

Pok woke up as the sun rose to its highest point in the sky. He hobbled out of the cave, still barely alive. Looking up from the cave, he found his sense of direction and again began to head North. For days he did not stop, sipping from his disgusting makeshift water holder. After many scorching days and freezing nights, Pok had crossed the desert. He dumped his makeshift water holder and put on his pants.

After heading out another three days to the North, he found himself in the abandoned city of Solace. He grunted as he entered the city, deciding to stay the night. He wandered his way up to the old keep, smashing a window in to get in. He looked at the plush throne that was still manly intact. He walked up to the throne and sat on it. He positioned his body comfortably and fell asleep. He woke up the next morning to see that a large chunk of the roof had fallen in during the night. He looked at the rubble and climbed his way over it. Struggling, he made his way out of Solace and down the road to the Cloud Temple.

As he passed through the Cloud Temple he was approached by many monks asking him if he needed assistance. Each one he hurled over the tall bridges and into the lake below. He grunted as he made his way up the Orcish Road and into the small camp set up by the Lurs. He whistled once and his bull, Gijak, came hobbling over from its pen in the camp. He grinned and set off for the Ugluk Camp.

Pok was finally home and was greeted by his Ugluk daughters and sons. He climbed into his old bed and slept for days. Finally when he had regained his strength he walked out of the Ugluk fort to challenge Kiog for his title back.

[DarkThunder247 31]

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[Garet867 36]

((hurray for no pants!))