Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote: Magic was in the air. A magic tainted.
Hurriedly, Solesstorn scanned the horizon. He didn’t see anything. Yet. He shoved his undead hand back into his glove and returned quickly to the camp. The three Eastern Knight’s Kingdomers were crouched around a sputtering fire, eating.
“There we go…” Viktor was saying, “Tomatoes, and nice, crispy bacon…”
Solesstorn stared at the fire, then he looked at the horizon worriedly. And this time his fears were confirmed. He saw them. And they saw him. Wait. Not him: the fire. Solesstorn rushed forward.
“Put it out, you fools, put it out!”
Solesstorn whipped out his staff and violently blasted the fired. It scattered into ash, floating away on the damp breeze. A breeze that was picking up.
“Steady on!” snarled Santis.
Just then a piercing, ghostly howl sliced through the air. It was followed by another, and another. Jaythus stood, pale.
“What are they?” he shuddered.
“Bloodwolves?” guessed Viktor, remembering the tales of the fearsome vicious beasts that were now haunting the Neverwood.
Solesstorn shook his head impatiently.
“Get on the horses. They’re wolfriders, orcs with wolves as mounts.”
“Orcs?” growled Viktor, “We wiped them out years ago…”
Solesstorn just shook his head impatiently.
“Get on the horses!” he hissed.
Grumbling, Viktor and Santis obeyed.
“Come along, young Jaythus.” said Solesstorn, leaping upon his own dark gray mount and pulled Jaythus up behind him.
Quickly the horses began to trot away. More howls pierced the air. And now, Jaythus could hear other things: the clink of metal, and inhuman jeers. He glanced behind. All he could see were smudges in the dark.
“Can they catch us?” he asked fearfully.
Solesstorn did not reply. Rain began to fall.
Location: LEGOland hills
They had been walking for three days now and had covered a great distance.
They had stopped a few minutes ago to rest for the evening and now rain had begun to fall.
Takemasa tried to hide behind a stone. "Tyco weather. I wish we were on our shi..."
He was interrupted by a wolfhowl in the distance. He glanced around at Hidemitsu and Kor and was about to say something but Kor gestured at him to be quiet. Hidemitsu lay down with his ear to the ground. After about ten seconds he raised his head and looked at them.
"There are many of them, too many. I think they are chasing something. Sounded like horses." Kor gazed at him.
"Which direction are they moving?" He asked. "Directly away from us", he whispered. He stood up and gazed out into the darkness.
Everything was completely quiet except for the distant howls for a few moments but then Hidemitsu turned to them again. "There´s a stench in the air. These are no ordinary wolves." Kor raised an eyebrow. "What are they then?"
Hidemitsu shrugged slightly. "I don´t know, but there something foul and wicked about this. I wonder who they are chasing. They could need some help."
Takemasa gazed at his brother. "Are you mad? They could be anyone! Why don´t we just stay here and wait for the tyco wolves to dissappear."
"As I said, these are no ordinary wolves. Their intent seems wicked." He was interrupted by an inhuman roar in the distance.
Kor nodded seriously. "That´s certainly not a wolf."
Hidemitsu looked at Takemasa. "Give me your sword." Takemasa stared at him. "What?" Hidemitsu stepped forth and grabbed it from him. "Just give it to me or do you want me to fight the wolves wit this intellabrix dagger?" He handed his dagger over to Takemasa. "Now hide. I don´t want to lose you, I trust your ability to get away."
Takemasa stared at Hidemitsu for a few moments and then turned angrily and dissappeared into the darkness.
Hidemitsu turned to Kor. "I don´t want to force you to do anything, Kor."
Kor looked determined and Hidemitsu smiled slightly.
"Well, offer a prayer for the Sun and the Enlightened One", he said and grinned at Kor who had grasped the hilt of his sword.