"Quickly enter the outpost and take out those guards"
Viktor pulls his mace from its holster on his back. Without any sound Viktor runs into the outpost and quickly smashes one of the guards in his skull. The other guard turned around seeing his fallen partner. Just as the guards mouth opened to announce an attack, Viktor shoved his mace into the soldiers gut, silencing him before a word could be spoken. Viktor then drove his mace into the man's head ending any chance of an alarm. Viktor exits the outpost in full uniform from one of the guards.
"Viktor, over there." Kira whispers to Viktor.
Viktor turns to his side and pulls out his crossbow within half a second. As Viktor takes aim for his shot, a golden light emerges with an arrow should be. Viktor pulls the trigger of his crossbow and the arrow shaped golden beam of light fires from the crossbow. The streak of light shoots through the air and strikes a guard right through his chest.
Viktor got off of his horse and tied it to a tree. He walked over towards Kira and Buliwyf. Viktor pulls the crossbow from its holster on his back. He checks it to make sure everything looks like it is working. With not quiver to hold any bolts Viktor relied on his faith to create ethereal heavenly arrows instead those simple wood and metal ones. He approached closer to Buliwyf.
"I am ready on your command" Viktor tells him quietly.
"I will go to the Western gate and help open the gate for the rest."
Viktor stood up from the table and held his book in his hand with his crossbow and mace holstered on his back.
"I travel light and my crossbow might help to silently kill some of the guards. I will welcome anyone else who decides to come with me."
Viktor looked around at the other mercenaries and saw a great deal of many other skilled fighters who would be more suitable for the job.
"If I am not the most useful for this task, I understand. I am willing to offer my services if needed. Effort is the one thing I can offer."
Viktor looked down at Jamis and realized that they were not going to have the time to get him the help he desperately needed. Everyone was already to occupied with the invasion against the Riddians.
"It looks like I am going to have to do my best to heal these wounded, including Jamis."
Viktor pulled out his book and held it in one hand while he placed the other on Jamis' wound. Viktor closed his eyes and lowered his head. A brilliant gold glow emanated from Viktor's hand. The glow crept from Viktor's hand and moved towards Jamis' wound. Just as soon as the glow reached the wound a giant beam shot up from the wound up into the heavens. Viktor opened his eyes and saw that Jamis' wound was completely healed.
"I have never done that before."
He had always known that his faith could allow him to do anything he desired but this was nothing short of a miracle in Viktor's eyes. Viktor then repeated the process for the other injured people from the church.
"I guess we can abandon the notion of getting help for these people"
"Jamis' wound has been healed."
Viktor then sat down exhausted from the miracle he had just performed. He sat there as he listened to the other members toss around their ideas on how to attack the Riddians.
"Let's get these people some help. Whatever we can do, whatever we can give, we give it."
Viktor removed his trench coat revealing a giant cross tattoo on his chest.
"Here child, keep yourself warm"
Viktor places his coat on the shoulder of a young boy shivering from the cold of the night pouring in. Viktor then pulled out his book of verses and began praying for not only the people who lost their lives but for the safety of the survivors of the massacre.
" I am afraid this is all I can offer to you. But know that through our Faith anything is possible. I pray that your loved ones find their eternal rest that they now deserve and I pray that all of you are able to overcome this tragedy."
Viktor looked up towards the heavens wondering what evil could do such horrible things.
" WE must find the Riddians and avenge these innocent people."
Viktor look towards Jamis and Buliwyf, eager to hear them shout out battle orders to the Knights of the Burning Blades. Hoping that he will once again fight for all that is virtuous.
After hearing Jamis's reply, Viktor felt at ease of the massacre in front of him.
"Justice was sentenced out here today. No man shall ever take advantage of another without due punishment."
Viktor stood up from the camp fire to take a survey of his surroundings. He saw both leaders being taken care of in the tents, two beautiful women sitting over by the wagon and by the fire he saw a mismatched group of men sharing stories and reluctantly having a good time.
Viktor couldn't help but feel some what out of place in this group. Some of these mercenaries worried Viktor, their love for this carnage was almost too barbaric for Viktor.
"Who am I to judge these people. They are doing what they are meant to do. I supposed in order to destroy evil one must get their hands dirty. I am sure I would have slain a few of these men myself had I arrived earlier."
Viktor pulled out his mace and crossbow from the holsters on his back, reflecting on all the fights he had been in himself.
"All that matters right now is that Jamis and Buliwyf heal so we may move on from this site."
The smell was becoming more intense and Viktor felt uneased around all of this death. Viktor pulled out his book of verses to help distract himself from his surroundings. He took his seat back by the fire and awaited for new orders from his fearless leaders.
Finally reaching the top of the hill, Viktor saw the gruesome sight before him. The stench of rotting corpses filled the air and was so vile that Viktor clutched his chest as he convulsed and threw up. Viktor quickly regained his composure and began walking closer to the fire that was emanating.
"What has happened here?" Viktor inquired to the other members. "These humans are not even worthy of our strengths." Viktor looked disgusted at first. He walked through the piles of dead bodies, investigating them to try and figure out what has happened before his arrival. That is when he saw a young man, slain on the ground. "rest now my child" Viktor said quietly as he shut the soldiers eyes and crossed his arms.
Just then he saw Kifu and Donsro ravaging through the dead bodies. "What do you think you two are doing?" Viktor asked with disgust in his voice.
"I must know what is going on here?" Viktor said to himself. "There has to be a reason for this. I have Faith that Jamis and Buliwyf would not have us slay innocent people."
Viktor returned to the fire that Jethera had started and was eager to hear their answer to this horrific sight. Inquisitive of all the other members who had taken part of this massacre, Viktor was still clueless to the scene that lay before him.
"There is no need for this now" Viktor said softly under his breath.
He looked over towards his other comrades, unsure of this new predicament.
"I pray we all have a safe journey to Bramwell, and in Bramwell" Viktor said aloud.
Viktor pulls his mace from its holster on his back. Without any sound Viktor runs into the outpost and quickly smashes one of the guards in his skull. The other guard turned around seeing his fallen partner. Just as the guards mouth opened to announce an attack, Viktor shoved his mace into the soldiers gut, silencing him before a word could be spoken. Viktor then drove his mace into the man's head ending any chance of an alarm. Viktor exits the outpost in full uniform from one of the guards.
"Viktor, over there." Kira whispers to Viktor.
Viktor turns to his side and pulls out his crossbow within half a second. As Viktor takes aim for his shot, a golden light emerges with an arrow should be. Viktor pulls the trigger of his crossbow and the arrow shaped golden beam of light fires from the crossbow. The streak of light shoots through the air and strikes a guard right through his chest.
"I am ready on your command" Viktor tells him quietly.
Viktor stood up from the table and held his book in his hand with his crossbow and mace holstered on his back.
"I travel light and my crossbow might help to silently kill some of the guards. I will welcome anyone else who decides to come with me."
Viktor looked around at the other mercenaries and saw a great deal of many other skilled fighters who would be more suitable for the job.
"If I am not the most useful for this task, I understand. I am willing to offer my services if needed. Effort is the one thing I can offer."
"It looks like I am going to have to do my best to heal these wounded, including Jamis."
Viktor pulled out his book and held it in one hand while he placed the other on Jamis' wound. Viktor closed his eyes and lowered his head. A brilliant gold glow emanated from Viktor's hand. The glow crept from Viktor's hand and moved towards Jamis' wound. Just as soon as the glow reached the wound a giant beam shot up from the wound up into the heavens. Viktor opened his eyes and saw that Jamis' wound was completely healed.
"I have never done that before."
He had always known that his faith could allow him to do anything he desired but this was nothing short of a miracle in Viktor's eyes. Viktor then repeated the process for the other injured people from the church.
"I guess we can abandon the notion of getting help for these people"
"Jamis' wound has been healed."
Viktor then sat down exhausted from the miracle he had just performed. He sat there as he listened to the other members toss around their ideas on how to attack the Riddians.
"Jamis"
Viktor ran over to Jamis and saw how badly his wound still was.
"Everybody, help me load all of the injured onto the wagon. We need to get them to a doctor immediately."
Viktor threw Jamis over his shoulder and carried him over to the cart.
"Dammit Jamis, you way a ton with all of this armor on"
Viktor stammered over to the cart and roughly threw Jamis back down.
"Sorry Jamis, I am not as strong as some of you."
Viktor then went back into the church to gather more injured.
"Buliwyf, you know this area best, where can we go to get these people help?"
Viktor removed his trench coat revealing a giant cross tattoo on his chest.
"Here child, keep yourself warm"
Viktor places his coat on the shoulder of a young boy shivering from the cold of the night pouring in. Viktor then pulled out his book of verses and began praying for not only the people who lost their lives but for the safety of the survivors of the massacre.
" I am afraid this is all I can offer to you. But know that through our Faith anything is possible. I pray that your loved ones find their eternal rest that they now deserve and I pray that all of you are able to overcome this tragedy."
Viktor looked up towards the heavens wondering what evil could do such horrible things.
" WE must find the Riddians and avenge these innocent people."
Viktor look towards Jamis and Buliwyf, eager to hear them shout out battle orders to the Knights of the Burning Blades. Hoping that he will once again fight for all that is virtuous.
"What form of evil could bring such pain and destruction"
Viktor walked around the city, stopping at each victim to give them a prayer.
Rest now."
Viktor walked back to the church after offering the lost souls hope.
"This is why I joined this group. To help rid the world of evil. "
Viktor joined the others in the church, eager to learn what has happened and more importantly, what could be done now.
Viktor looked down upon Jamis and watched him clench at every bump and twist the wagon took.
"Jamis is already in enough pain. There is no need to aggravate his wound anymore than necessary."
"I am definitely getting my own horse if kifu is going to be the one doing the driving"
Viktor grabbed his book on his side as he bounced around in the back of the wagon. Trying to not fall upon Jamis.
"I just pray we make it to Tappas without any interuptions."
Viktor hops up onto the wagon that Ignis has just loaded Jamis's stretcher on.
"I will stay close and pray for a quick recovery for our leader."
Viktor pulls out his book of verses and begins reciting some as he crosses Jamis's arms across his chest.
"Let us all pray for a safe journey to Tappas so we may help our leader get the proper care he is in desperate need of."
Viktor closes his eyes and looks up towards the Heavens. Viktor then looks back upon Jamis's face.
"Don't worry, we will be there soon enough."
Viktor eagerly took the book from Jethera's hands and looked through it.
"The book I read is a book of heavenly verses my mother gave to me when I was five. She had died soon after."
Viktor reluctantly handed his book over to Jethera but knew it was safe in an archivist's hands.
"The book means a great deal to me. It has saved my life in more ways than one."
Viktor saw Buliwyf emerge from the medical tent and mount his steed.
"It looks like we will have to continue this talk later."
Viktor took his book back from Jethera and handed his book back to him. Viktor then reholstered his weapons onto his back and stood up.
"I suppose it is time we depart from here. The foul stench lingering in the air is becoming unbareable."
"Justice was sentenced out here today. No man shall ever take advantage of another without due punishment."
Viktor stood up from the camp fire to take a survey of his surroundings. He saw both leaders being taken care of in the tents, two beautiful women sitting over by the wagon and by the fire he saw a mismatched group of men sharing stories and reluctantly having a good time.
Viktor couldn't help but feel some what out of place in this group. Some of these mercenaries worried Viktor, their love for this carnage was almost too barbaric for Viktor.
"Who am I to judge these people. They are doing what they are meant to do. I supposed in order to destroy evil one must get their hands dirty. I am sure I would have slain a few of these men myself had I arrived earlier."
Viktor pulled out his mace and crossbow from the holsters on his back, reflecting on all the fights he had been in himself.
"All that matters right now is that Jamis and Buliwyf heal so we may move on from this site."
The smell was becoming more intense and Viktor felt uneased around all of this death. Viktor pulled out his book of verses to help distract himself from his surroundings. He took his seat back by the fire and awaited for new orders from his fearless leaders.
"What has happened here?" Viktor inquired to the other members. "These humans are not even worthy of our strengths." Viktor looked disgusted at first. He walked through the piles of dead bodies, investigating them to try and figure out what has happened before his arrival. That is when he saw a young man, slain on the ground. "rest now my child" Viktor said quietly as he shut the soldiers eyes and crossed his arms.
Just then he saw Kifu and Donsro ravaging through the dead bodies. "What do you think you two are doing?" Viktor asked with disgust in his voice.
"I must know what is going on here?" Viktor said to himself. "There has to be a reason for this. I have Faith that Jamis and Buliwyf would not have us slay innocent people."
Viktor returned to the fire that Jethera had started and was eager to hear their answer to this horrific sight. Inquisitive of all the other members who had taken part of this massacre, Viktor was still clueless to the scene that lay before him.