A/n Hey guys here's chapter 2 of The Gravediggers Journey. Remember to give a review about what you think of the story so far and to say anything I misspelled or put in wrong. Anyway on with the story!
After getting out of the range of where the black mist surrounded the Shadow Isles Yorick had began to count the days he had been paddling towards where the black mist moved towards every Harrowing. It had been five days of nonstop paddling and he still was surrounded only by water.
Had he gone the wrong way? It was possible. What if he had caused himself to be lost for years? It wouldn't matter from being undead but would mean he had lost even more time.
After a few hours of paddling and these thoughts of being lost at sea, Yorick had noticed something on the horizon. At first the Gravedigger had thought it was nothing but as he got closer he saw what looked like an island with a port and ships.
This is my first stop.
The Gravedigger thought to himself. Then the undertaker began to increase his rate of paddling to where people would first begin to remember Yorick Mori.
Bilgewater_
Yorick landed on a rocky beach near the port where he saw a larger part of the town. It looked like a mix of various cultures. The Gravedigger recognized some Freljordian culture from the familiar symbols from other champions but that was the only culture he recognized from the myriad of buildings, ships and people.
After some time of simply looking out towards the town he began to shuffle into the town when he walked into a dead end alley. "Well, well lookie at what we have here boys." A man wearing an eye patch over one eye with a very ugly mug said as he and a couple other men walked into the alleyway blocking Yorick from getting out. "Looks like some fool is intruding in our territory." The thug cockily said to his men. "So little man if you want to leave with your life you'll give us all your money and valuables." The thug said to the Gravedigger. Yorick did not reply. "Oi, you deaf or something give us all of your loot or we kill you!" the thug was beginning to get angry from the Gravediggers no sign of reaction. Finally Yorick spoke, "You say that you will kill me if I don't give you items of value?" The gravedigger questioned the thug. The thug was startled from Yorick's deep voice. "Y-Yeah give us your stuff and we'll let ya go." "I have nothing of value for thieves." Yorick replied to the thug. "Oh Yea!?" the thug angrily spat to Yorick, "Who are you to say that you just some nobody aren't ya!?" Then Yorick stopped moving briefly then very slowly began moving the arm not holding his shovel in an upward motion "I am not a nobody…" the gravedigger spoke angrily to the thug. "I AM YORICK MORI!" Yorick yelled as the ground cracked open releasing a horde of various spirits. The thug and his men screamed and began running from the specters and yelled at the top of their lungs, "Its a Sorcerer! It's a bloody sorcerer!" as they ran around the town making people think they had lost there minds.
After they had run out of the alleyway Yorick made the spirits disappear back into the ground and the crack closed and walked out of the alleyway going around the town telling people to know who Yorick Mori was. Meanwhile the town found it strange that a hunchbacked man in a tattered cloak was telling them to remember some random person and then disregarded it as some new pirate trying to make a name for himself.
Little did the Gravedigger know, he would be heard by someone that would not enjoy what he was doing…
A/n So this is part one of Yorick's adventures in Bilgewater. Remember to leave a review and tell me what you think and any mistakes I made spelling or grammar wise. Join us next time to see who Yorick has angered. Also has anyone on the Shadow Isles noticed Yorick's not there? What about the league? Also happy Labor Day!
