The Rise of the Overlord
By Silverscale
Warning! Mature! Violence! Swearing! Sexuality! Brutality! Harem! Unimaginable Horrors! Self Insertion! The Non-Perverted Type You Sickos!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BUT MY SOUL!!! Oh wait...I sold it on E-Bay, hehe, stupid cultist sucker.
Chapter Two: Bandits, Gnomes & Bears
Twenty Years Later
Dark shapes moved through the Netherworld and the young Overlord was moving along the long twisted passages of his new home, which he rarely saw as Jarla, the Minion Master and his Personal Advisor and Trainer. At the moment was Silverscale marching through a ice cavern, his Yeti pet would love it here, but the big snowman would not really get out of the Tower as he preferred to be in the Netherworld, munching on bugs while helping on the constructions of his new home. Jarla's voice rang through his helmet as he smashed a gauntlet covered fist through a block of ice, revealing sunlight. Stepping out, the sun's rays revealing his seven feet tall body, dressed in steel armor, decorated with scale mail, for the spots where his skin would normally be bare, and a thick red colored fur cloak made from bear fur tied around his neck like a mantle.
"Ah, good morning sire, you have reached the opening for the surface, Gabber, our tunneler is digging a passage way for you at the moment, but it will take a while, cannot choose just any spot for an entrance to the Netherworld Tower."
"Indeed Jarla, now then, let's see what my first visit to the surface in twenty years will be like." The overlord stated as he marched out onto the open snow and blinked when he saw that he was standing in a forest clearing next to a big tower by the shores of a big ice covered river. Marching forward the tall armored man came close to a nearly jumped when a jaw like gate exploded from the snow covered soil to the left of the path he was walking. "Are you going to do that every time we open a Waypoint Gate?" He asked in an annoyed manner.
"No master, that's not a Waypoint Gate, that's a Minion Spawning Gate, for you to summon your minions from, just summon them with your will. I believe you are by the old outpost tower we built after our old Overlord took over the lands here, it will make a good home for you when you are on the surface, too much sulfur is very bad for the skin and the hair. You have to bath two times a day to keep yourself from getting crusty skin and greasy hair! Yuck!"
Sighing at the vanity of his servant Silverscale summoned a group of twenty brown minions, or Gremlins as he preferred to call them, before he moved along the path towards the tower, Jarla was very picky with her looks as she wanted to look her best, even in an upside down tower in a Netherworld with flowing lava coming from the ceiling and the cracks in the walls. As the overlord marched forward he was surprised when an arrow suddenly flew out and struck his breast plate, shattering like ice against the metal, and a gang of ten bandits came out of the woodworks.
"Say Master, do you think you could get some balm, shampoo, soap, skin salve and maybe some silvery lipstick? I want to look my best when getting to the surface."
"If I didn't know any better I'd imagine that you are going trying to charm me with this once you put it on, like you did on my eighteenth birthday. CHARGE!" Gremlin Minions and Overlord charged together, while the embarrassed coughing of his beautiful advisor made Silverscale smirk as he rushed forward, swinging his axe, splitting a bandit in half while the Gremlins leaped onto the poor sods and started to rip them apart, some they pulled down their pants, made them fall over, killed them by clubbing their skulls and even smashed some of them in the balls, like he taught them as a boy. Hehehe the Nut Cracker Strategy was the minions' favorite strategy.
"For the Overlord!"
"For the Master!"
"For pie!"
"Yeah!"
"For pie!"
"For tasty pie!"
"Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to bake those pies you learned to bake and give them to the minions, that has to be the most embarrassing war cry in Overlord History."
Silverscale stared as the minions danced around cheering for pie and shook his head before ordering them to gather armor, weapons, clothes, items and gold from the corpses. "If you're good, and gather whatever supplies these thieves might have nearby, I will make apple pies for you later." The minions cheered loudly and followed their Overlord along the path, wielding daggers, short swords, leather armor and leather caps.
Marching down the path Silverscale noticed a crossroad up ahead, and several bandits, ten in total, looming by a campfire, eating roasted boar. Making a hush motion with his finger the lord of darkness slowly sneaked forward until he was thirty feet away from the closest bandit, hunching down he pulled up a rock and with a smirk threw it into the air and it smacked into the head of one of the bandits. He got up and angrily shouted at the others while rubbing his aching head.
THUCK!
"Okay! Who threw that rock!?"
As the bandits ignored him and continued to eat one of the bandits moved to stretch his arm, at that time a minion threw a rock from the man' position and it struck the bandit who was hit earlier, again. The black dressed bandit turned red from what you could tell beneath his scarf and hood, and when rocks flew from all sides he roared out in fury.
THUCK!
"STOP THROWING ROCKS AT ME!!!"
THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!THUCK!
"AAAAAAAARGH!!!!! YOU BASTARDS!!!!"
And with that the bandit tackled the closest man and a big fist fight broke out between the ten bandits. And while they were punching and kicking each other's skulls the Overlord and his minions drew forward and slaughtered the already beaten up bandits. The browns cheered and jumped up and down while the Overlord chuckled, that had been most amusing.
"Good work sire, the western road of the crossroad leads to the tower if I remember correctly, be sure to keep an eye out for bandits, they must be using the tower as a hideout if they are so careless and carefree."
Moving along the path up towards the tower Silverscale saw that all the trees along the path had been cut down, there was very little trees on the small hill the tower was on, apparently the bandits had cut down them to get fire wood. But they had lost a lot of precious cover in the process, the few straying bandits he found were easy picking without cover to hide in. And then they reached the tower, it was not magnificent but it was not bad either a bit rundown but easily fixed with time.
It stood twenty storied tall, black rock that looked like it had been carved out from a single, huge rock and then put there on the hill. Sharp spikes and spine like spires lined the edges of the tower's height, the peak was shaped like a massive spire of two sharp spikes with a sharp crescent shaped blade binding them together. For some reason the Overlord got the image of a burning fire in the shape of an eye emitting from the blade like peak of the tower.
Looking about he saw a rope ladder coming from a window two stories up, apparently the bandits had climbed up to the windows, somehow climbing on the smooth rock walls, and made a rope ladder to easily climb in and out. Grasping the ladder he summoned a hot sensation into his hand and the ladder combusted like dry hay. Pressing his gauntlet against the smooth black rock Silverscale spoke up in a booming voice.
"I, Drakkvalden Silvernhidden! Going by the name of Silverscale! The Overlord of these Lands! Claim this tower! Which is mine by right! And everything it contains! And may those who intrude upon my rightful property be banished to the Frozen North by its powers!"
The tower shook and began to glow with a creepy green light before a pillar of green light shoot up into the clear sky and several human bandits were flung out of the tower, but didn't even reach thirty feet, let alone the Frozen North, before plunging down into the snow. "Hmmmm I guess the tower is in bad condition with its magical energies for it to only banish them that far. Take them out!"
"FOR PIE!"
"PIE!"
"PIE!"
"PIE!"
Groaning at the collective war cries of his minions the dark armored man let them take care of the wounded bandits, the brown gremlins leaped up and down on the downed men a couple of times before sticking them in the necks and throats with their sharp daggers and short swords and began to ransack the corpses, and soon all of them looked like imp like thieves warped in leather armor and black hoods with cowls.
Placing a hand on the wall of the tower Silverscale focus his mind and imagined a door appearing out of the tower's dark stone. The rock shifted like bubbling pudding and then solidified into a large black gate and the dark knight, with his troops of minions, entered the dark building. It was in bad condition indeed, the many relics it had contained were gone and the power source of the tower, the Tower Heart, was gone as well. Moving over to a ruined throne room the Overlord listened to the words of his advisor while his minions spread out to investigate the tower, this would be their base in these lands, it wouldn't do to simply have one base, it would make too much of an easy target.
"The Tower Hearts are the cores of the your Dark Towers, Dark Castles, Dark Palaces. Dark Fortresses and Dark Keeps Master Silverscale, they produce magical energy from the overflowing energies of the planet's lifeforms and materials. As you know do all living beings leak magical energies, when a living being dies what remaining life force they have is gathered into the shape of one or more orbs of magical energy called Soul Spheres. These spheres are what you use to create more minions, while the overflowing magic from all living beings, not dead yet, powers the Tower Hearts, it is so stupid to let good magical energy go to waste."
"Think of it like Magic Recycling. We will have to find the Tower Heart for this outpost before we can make it work like it once did, I believe there's still some magical energy left in the Tower Portal, check if you can sense where the Tower Heart's last known location was sire."
Walking over to the fountain like portal the Overlord knelled down and stuck his gauntlet covered hand into the water and focused his energies, he could feel the matrix like magic flow through his limbs and he then felt an energy similar to what he felt from the Netherworld Tower, yes, that was the tower heart. The water of the portal flowed and shifted until the water rose up and began to solidify into a map, the dark tower marked on its hill in the frozen lands near Nordberg, the Netherworld Tower was marked by a deep red glowing area beneath the Thistle Fang Mountains, which marks the border between the Frozen North and Norse Lands, which Nordberg is located in.
A blue glowing dot was located by the shores of the river, on the eastern side of a forest, that the island the Tower was on was located, it was the southern shore, around twenty miles from the tower, and the long road from the Tower would take some time to travel through. But he felt a connection with his magic, from a nearby ruin marked on map, ten miles from the glowing blue dot, on the shore on the opposite side of the forest, just past the Hill Lands between the Dark Tower and said forest.
"That's the Gnome Forest sire, home of the Gnome King, useless magical beings smaller then a rat and more annoying, magical vermin in other words. There's also wolves, bears, boars and other normal animals there, but there are a few ogres and trolls as well, so you might want to keep an eye out and have lots of torches, there's so little light in the Gnome Forest they cannot stand any kind of light."
"Hmmm... we will go to the Gnome Forest and from there get the Tower Heart, that's our main priority."
After gathering a box of torches Silverscale stepped onto the solid map of the Tower Portal the Overlord stepped onto the glowing brown dot marking the Waypoint Gate, and disappeared with a flash of blue light to his destination, the minions eagerly starting repairs on the Dark Tower.
------Teleporting------
The Waypoint Gate was located in a circle of ruins, remains from the first Overlord's construction of the Dark Sanctuaries, a simple name for all the towers, castles, keeps, fortresses and other dark buildings used by the Overlords to live in. And, startling Silverscale once more, a Minion Spawning Gate erupted from the soil near the Waypoint Gate, a large circular shaped platform covered in runes, big enough to fit a formation of forty soldiers on it.
"Will take some time to get used to that."
The Overlord muttered to himself before drawing upon his powers once more and thirty brown minions leaped out of the Spawning Gate, handing out the torches to the minions they looked a bit confused at the torches before jumping in glee when Silverscale let loose a blast of magical energy and put the torches alight. As the brown gremlins got used to their new weapons the Overlord looked at the path leading into the forest from the cliff the ruins were standing on, it was thick, overgrown and dark, the torches would be important.
"Come we have a Tower Heart to find."
The minions cheered and marched into the forest, following the towering man who was their lord and master. After a few minutes they reached a large tree blocking the path, it had blown over the small road some time ago, it had grown rotten and mossy. Raising his axe, walking forward, the minions cheered as their master swung down his weapon upon the innocent rotten trunk and with a loud crack it splattered into rotten splinter that covered the road, filled with worms and maggots.
CRACK!!!
Then from the woods came a large bear like shape and leaped at the Overlord, who blocked the strike with the blunt side of his axe, and kicked the big bear in the nutsack, causing the huge beast to moan out in pain before running off into the woods, limping. Moving forward the Overlord and his minions soon reached a strange glade, and the Overlord spotted an overgrown Waypoint Gate, the strange plant growing over it sucking out its magic. The flower was some kind of meat eating plant, it had five jaw like heads on thick vine like stalks with several sharp thorns on the stalks. Behind it was two paths, one which lead to a open glade filled with old chests, strange glowing statues and skeletons and another which lead towards the south, probably towards the southern shores of the island.
"That's a Flesh Eating Hydra Plant Sire, they are born from regular venus fly trap plants when infused with magic, they are very dangerous and the only real weapon against them is fire. So to take it out you will have to find either the Red Minions, they are the fire fighters of your minions, or a fire spell relic. I do not think it is wise to use torches against it, it will kill many of your minions before you kill it."
"Hmmmmm... I better move along the paths it isn't blocking then if I cannot take it out."
Carefully keeping himself and his minions out of the plant's reach Silverscale saw that he had two paths to take, one that lead north and one that lead northwest. Then one of the minions ran into the northwest path and the Overlord ran after it, the other minions following, the words of Jarla speaking into his mind.
"He must have spotted something Sire! Follow him!"
And follow he did, raising his axe he cut through wood, leaves and rock alike until he found himself in an Fairy Glade, a large open glade filled with sunlight, flowers, chests, boxes and fae hives. In the center of the glade was a group of pixies and fairies were flying around a large glowing object, it looked like a statue of a dragon head. It was without a doubt a relic, and the fae beings seemed to be claiming it as their own, as they had decorated it with flowers and sparkling dust. Unacceptable! Drawing his axe the Overlord point a hand at the fairies and pixies and the minions rushed forward, their torches and clubs ready, followed by the Overlord stomping forward, his axe ready.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Humans!"
"Kill them!"
"Don't let them take the holy stone!"
"Rip out their toenails!"
"Pluck out their eyeballs!"
"Crush their balls!"
The pixies and fairies had no chance though as with their torches and soon enough the fairies and pixies were flying around, put alight, screeching in pain until their soon expired, glowing orbs of white energy flowing out of their corpses, the orbs were drawn into the gem of Silverscale's gauntlet and he felt energy rush through his body, making him stronger.
He then proceeded to order his minions to ransack the place, they tore down plants, boxes, wooden chests and even the hives the tiny faes lived in, while four of them grabbed the state and began the long walk of carrying it back. After the Fairy Glade had been cleared of all valuables and usable equipment Silverscale moved back to the large glade where the Flesh Eating Hydra Plant was located, and moved along the northern path, sparing a glance at the four minions who were moving out of the forest with their heavy burden.
This path was wide and pawed, like a road, there was nothing blocking the way, but several bear cubs, rats, gnomes, who looked like rat sized dwarves with stupid hats, and gnome riders, gnome riding rats, were always attacking them and making it impossible to move forward for more then five minutes. Swinging his axe into one of the bear cubs attacking them, while his minions ganged up on the rats and the gnomes, splitting its skull, the Overlord suddenly heard loud howls from the forest and smirked, he knew those howls anywhere.
"We got friends incoming!"
Suddenly a pack of brown wolves, lead by a giant black demonic like wolf, leaped out of the tree lines and chomped down on the rats, the gnomes, letting the minions take care of the four remaining bear cubs. After the messy battle the browns were happily petting their wolves before getting up on them, the wolves had been in the Netherworld for so long that they were not afraid of flames anymore, and the giant wolf was the Overlord's mount, whose name was Shadow, a Worg, a magical wolf rarely seen outside the mountains.
Petting his old friend Silverscale got up on the saddle of his mount when suddenly he felt a rush of energy through his body and the voice of Jarla spoke up. And while she spoke the Overlord and his wolf riding minions moved down the path of the road.
"We just received the magic relic you found Sire, it's the Dragon Flame Relic, it grants you the ability to learn and cast fire spells through practice rather then ear long studies, that's a good thing, as we have no Fire Magic Books in the library since Quaver accidentally put them on fire twenty-two years ago while trying to learn fire magic."
"How is that going by the way? Quaver wants to get a different job then Jester, and since he has, at least a little, talent in magic, I think he would make a good Royal Wizard or Arcane Advisor, at least when he gets good enough."
"He's been working and studying his magic nonstop for twenty years Master Silverscale though he did take a little break after loosing his eye, I believe he has mastered most basic magic, except for fire because of obvious reasons, but once he masters the advanced magic I believe we can promote him."
"Very well, but I have no time to learn fire magic at the moment so the flesh eating plant will have to wait until later."
While the two talked to each other had the Overlord reached a path in the road that split into two different ways, one lead straight to the north, where a large gate was blocking the path, bandits on top of the gate's walls, white banners with a black serpent with its body reared back, ready to strike, painted on them.
"Hmmm the Black Fang Bandits, they are a big trouble here in Norse Lands, you will need some time before you can take them on, they are famous for capturing magical beasts and monsters an releasing them before taking what is left."
The other path went towards the East and there was a big tree on a big fragile looking cliff by the rocky shores, ice covered water with seals lying on it and the tree was filled with goblin tree houses, and you could see rat riding gnomes patrol the branches and the ground beneath the tree, in the crown of the tree was a palace which glowed blue.
"Those blasted gnomes have the Tower Heart Master! They must have used its latent magical energies to grow themselves a tree to put their capital on! Fools! They don't know the power it contains! Tear down that tree sire! Show those bearded rats whose in charge!"
Shivering a little at the fury in Jarla's voice the Overlord simply complied and rode down the road towards the gnome city, the wolf riders tore through the gnome army that had taken spot in front of the tree when spotting them, the wolves crushing the gnomes beneath their paws, making loud crunching noises as they broke like dolls, and their jaws snapped them up like snacks, while their riders swung their weapons upon the gnomes like they were playing some sort of riding version of golf!
Then the Overlord came charging, his gauntlet absorbing the Soul Spheres of the dead gnomes, his massive axe and Worg Mount killing anything in sight. He then spotted the brittle wooden poles keeping the tree up and shouted out to his minions. "Take out those supports!"
As they charged the minions had to split up when suddenly a giant grizzly bear rushed out from the woods, a gnome riding on its neck, it was the same bear that had tried to maul the Overlord, several bear cubs and adult bears following it. The gnome was big for a gnome, it looked more like a halfling wearing a gnome hat, which he put a grown above, dressed in expensive brown robes and wielding a strange blue scepter with a golden paw on the top.
"Chitter! Chitter! Chitter! Chitter! Chitter!"
Came the squeaking voice of the big gnome and the Overlord, and his minions, blinked together In complete confusion.
"...What?"
"I think he said "Leave these lands or I, gnome King, Hanky Po Do Von Mi Pottypants shall crush you with all my Royal Blood and Gnomish Might!" Or he could be trying to engage you with his nephew's pet rat."
The Overlord didn't know whether to laugh, cry or curse at that, why did his first fight with a king have to be with a fucking GNOME!?!?!? Why couldn't he had been fighting a Halfling Lord, heck even a Halfling Jester would be better then this! And another thing *snort* HANKY PO DO VON MI POTTYPANTS!?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
While the Gnome King seemed to chitter more and more one of the gnome rat riders tried to kick the worg mount's leg, only to miss and fall on his rat's back, the worg promptly ate him and the rat whole.
"That's clearly a sign of aggression! Take him out sire! Use your minion's torches to scare the bears! They cannot stand fire! I can see he-"
Breaking Jarla's ranting Silverscale rode forward and without giving the ranting Gnome King a chance to retaliate he swung his axe and cut the big Gnome in half, a shower of soul sphered exploding form his body, being absorbed into his gauntlet, and his minions quickly looted the body, claiming the stupid hat/crown, the scepter, the robes and the pointy shoes. The bears looked confused at what was going on, the giant Grizzly was now docile as a sheep and sat down on its rear and scratched its head in confusion while the gnomes screeched in rage, fury, fear, sadness, horror, terror and stupidity.
"Oh... well that works too I guess."
Ordering his minions the Overlord watched with satisfaction as the big tree city was toppled over as the minions smashed the supports apart with their clubs, gnome daggers, box found short swords and barrel found spears. The gnomes ran away in fear into the woods, disappearing from sight, and in the ruins of the big tree city was the Tower Heart, a strangely intact bookshelf filled with strange books and a strange statue that looked like the lower part of an even bigger statue, but only the feet to the knees remained, they were armored, like a knight, and there was some faded words on the column the feet were connected to.
As the minions dug out the Tower Heart they discovered a big bag of gems, so big that ten minions had to lift it together, while five took the Tower Heart and four took the bookshelf. After gathering everything Silverscale and his minions rode back the path through the forest, towards the Waypoint Gate, not noticing the bears looking at them from the trees with curious eyes. Once they returned to the Waypoint Gate Silverscale watched his minions put the Tower Heart, the statue, the gold and the bookshelf into the magical teleportation platform and after the last object had gone through he too stepped onto the Waypoint Gate and focused on the Dark Tower's energy signature and disappeared, his minions leaping into the Spawning Gate after he disappeared.
------Teleporting------
Stepping out of the Tower Portal the Overlord watched as the minions put the Tower Heart down into the pool of water and smirked as it was swallowed into the depth of the portal's liquid energy. His minions had cleared things up a bit, there was two, of three, open stair cases and the spell relic he had gathered was now on the U shaped wall that had been rebuilt around the Tower Portal, its menacing head having a orb of fire glowing in its open jaws.
Walking down one of the staircases the Overlord found a great treasury, apparently the bandits had used it as a storage for their equipment, gold and loot, it was filled with stuff. Calling on his minions he ordered them to check everything in the Treasury and see if they could find out what they had in the Tower. Leaving the minions for their work letting Gobby, a rather intelligent Brown minion, take care of writing down everything they found.
The Overlord then moved towards the second staircase and had to raise an eyebrow when he found himself in a private study room filled with all manners of supernatural, scientific and magical equipment, the bookshelf he had found was standing by a big leather couch, a bit thorn but looked very soft. Moving over to the bookshelf the Overlord checked the titles and was pleasantly surprised when he found out that these were books on basic magic spells, water, ice, lightning, necromancy, light, healing, dark, fire, wind and other fields of magic, even alchemy and other supernatural subjects not really related to spell craft were among these books.
Taking the books on fire and lightning magic, he was good with lightning, mind, enchantments and transmutation magic but he still needed to study more, and since he had a fire magic relic there was a good reason for him to learn some fire spells. And practice he did, and after three hours he was finishing practicing on a Fire spell called Inferno, that caused one target to burn with Greek Fire, which couldn't be put out with water, for around thirty seconds, he got words from Jarla as he watched the stone he had practiced on burn for thirty seconds, leaving it red hot. The spell was fairly easy to use, you just imagined your target burning with blue fire and focused mana through your image while focusing on that image, then at the target in question, and you get instant barbecue, you don't even need to use your hand to aim the magic, but it makes it easier to concentrate by aiming with your hand, as you do not need to focus on aiming as well as putting the target on fire.
"Sire, sorry for not speaking to you for a while, but we have discovered that Nordberg is located one day's travel south of your location, I suggest you take care of the bandits and the other businesses you might find on the island before venturing towards Nordberg, cannot let those scumbags get a chance to steal anything from you again. But you should rest for the day, you have been going through frozen caves, two bandit camps, a forest filled with bears, gnomes and odd faes, killed the king of said gnomes and has now been studying magic for a while, as I know Inferno is the second B Ranked basic Fire spell. So I take it you have been learning Fireball, Flame Arrow, Fire Wind, Flamethrower and Molt?"
"Not to mention Lightning Bolt, Chain Lightning, Shock Palm, Lightning Rod and Magnetize."
"...Okay that does it! You're going to bed right now! Overlord or not you will be overworking yourself if you do not get some sleep!"
"But Jarla, honey!"
"NO BUTS AND NO ATTEMPT TO CHARM ME! GO TO BED RIGHT NOW OR THERE WILL BE NO SEX WAITING FOR YOU FOR THE REST OF THIS CENTURY!!! DO YOU HEAR ME!?!?!?"
"Yes ma'am!"
And so this story ended with the grumbling Overlord going to sleep while his sexy advisor Jarla screamed at the minions who were laughing and gossiping to shut up before she had them turned into plushes for the yeti and the dragon. But there's more to come in the next chapter of the tale that causes people to shiver in the night as evil and darkness rise once more, be sure to be here next time, same channel, same hour, for the Rise of the Overlord!
TBC
I still want some suggestions for minions, quests, characters, buildings, villains and alliances, I will be posting a Poll in my profile for which race you want the Overlord, aka me, to meet next, I have already picked some races for this poll but suggestions for the future are welcome.