Updated 6/24/01 - Written by Scythron
TriStone Saga
Chapter 1: The Seeds of Evil
PART II
Darlan unsheathed his sword and ran toward the direction of the wooden gates. Horsemen poured into the village decapitating any ignorant human who dared to oppose their might. Darlan slew one of the horsemen who attempted at entering. A horseman behind him swung his double-bladed axe at Darlan. His horse shuttered with uncontrollable fear and stood on its hind legs. Darlan unable to react in time was sliced in two at the abdomen. His corpse fell from his horse to the ground as a lifeless pile, bloody and slaughtered. Abruptly the slaughtering halted and a horsemen who's horns were longer than the others emerged from the hordes of beasts. He rode an odd looking creature that resembled a horse, somewhat. He wore elaborate jewelry and articles of armor. The head horseman's placid eyes pierced Kal's like an arrow, creating a puncture in his thoughts for the horseman to enter the recesses of his mind. He dismounted from the creature and opened a pouch on his belt and out of the pouch he pulled a decapitated head, its life sucked from it. The head had a pale grotesque complexion and the eye sockets sat empty. The creature threw the head in Kal's direction. It had rolled a few times before stopping, its eyeless sockets staring back at him. He collapsed to the ground and whimpered madly. It was the head of his dead son.
"How could have this happened, what have you done!"
"Da vokra 'Tol ehru" said the horsemen leader
He had no idea what that meant. He had no idea how to speak the horseman tongue nor did he desire to learn such a harsh language. Kal filled with fear ran to his cottage, no horseman pursued him or did as much as glance at him. When he opened the door he saw his daughter sitting in the corner facing the wall, in a fetal position. Kal's eyes were red and swollen.
"We must leave now! Come quickly!"
She turned in his direction, her face expressionless.
"Father it has begun."
She began to claw at the ground and massive horns protruded from her back. She grunted but not a human grunt of pain but of something inhuman as if the searing fires of hell bellowed with in her. Abruptly she lifted her eyes. A jet back color seeped into her once beautiful blue eyes. She jeered with a psychotic laughter that frightened Kal.
"No this isn't happening, it can't! It can't!"
A flash of light obscured his vision, dark moments in his life flashed before him, from when his wife died years ago to when his son had contracted morm's disease. He awoke in a clammy sweat in his bed.
"Father is something wrong?"
Dictionary:
These are fictional terms I created to make the story more real. More terms will be added as the story progresses.
Da vokra 'Tol ehru: An old saying used by many horsemen tribes meaning, " The TriStone knows all"
Morm's disease: A rare disease that causes excruciating abdominal pain and vomiting. Usually contracted from improperly cooked meats, possibly fatal. Name derived from Ladrithe Morm, first person to be infected with disease.
TriStone Saga
Chapter 1: The Seeds of Evil
PART II
Darlan unsheathed his sword and ran toward the direction of the wooden gates. Horsemen poured into the village decapitating any ignorant human who dared to oppose their might. Darlan slew one of the horsemen who attempted at entering. A horseman behind him swung his double-bladed axe at Darlan. His horse shuttered with uncontrollable fear and stood on its hind legs. Darlan unable to react in time was sliced in two at the abdomen. His corpse fell from his horse to the ground as a lifeless pile, bloody and slaughtered. Abruptly the slaughtering halted and a horsemen who's horns were longer than the others emerged from the hordes of beasts. He rode an odd looking creature that resembled a horse, somewhat. He wore elaborate jewelry and articles of armor. The head horseman's placid eyes pierced Kal's like an arrow, creating a puncture in his thoughts for the horseman to enter the recesses of his mind. He dismounted from the creature and opened a pouch on his belt and out of the pouch he pulled a decapitated head, its life sucked from it. The head had a pale grotesque complexion and the eye sockets sat empty. The creature threw the head in Kal's direction. It had rolled a few times before stopping, its eyeless sockets staring back at him. He collapsed to the ground and whimpered madly. It was the head of his dead son.
"How could have this happened, what have you done!"
"Da vokra 'Tol ehru" said the horsemen leader
He had no idea what that meant. He had no idea how to speak the horseman tongue nor did he desire to learn such a harsh language. Kal filled with fear ran to his cottage, no horseman pursued him or did as much as glance at him. When he opened the door he saw his daughter sitting in the corner facing the wall, in a fetal position. Kal's eyes were red and swollen.
"We must leave now! Come quickly!"
She turned in his direction, her face expressionless.
"Father it has begun."
She began to claw at the ground and massive horns protruded from her back. She grunted but not a human grunt of pain but of something inhuman as if the searing fires of hell bellowed with in her. Abruptly she lifted her eyes. A jet back color seeped into her once beautiful blue eyes. She jeered with a psychotic laughter that frightened Kal.
"No this isn't happening, it can't! It can't!"
A flash of light obscured his vision, dark moments in his life flashed before him, from when his wife died years ago to when his son had contracted morm's disease. He awoke in a clammy sweat in his bed.
"Father is something wrong?"
Dictionary:
These are fictional terms I created to make the story more real. More terms will be added as the story progresses.
Da vokra 'Tol ehru: An old saying used by many horsemen tribes meaning, " The TriStone knows all"
Morm's disease: A rare disease that causes excruciating abdominal pain and vomiting. Usually contracted from improperly cooked meats, possibly fatal. Name derived from Ladrithe Morm, first person to be infected with disease.