Saturday, March 15
Herald of the Yellow King - Part 2c: The Village of Dunover
“Hello?” shouted Vlad.
The house appeared shut and intact, but Vlad received no response.
As they approached the house, they were assaulted by a cacophony of animal-like screeches and howls. A group of naked, filthy villagers rushed from around the corner of the building. They growled and slavered, charging forward with lust and murder in their eyes.
“Try not to hurt them!” shouted Vlad. “They’re Milandisians!”
Ilmarė sighed. “Fine.” She pointed at a cluster of the crazed villagers. “Îdh!”
Four of them stumbled in mid-step and collapsed into the snow, unconscious.
Dril pointed at Kham. “You may want to tell him that.”
Kham had dismounted and was swinging Fleshripper overhead, shouting like a madman. It was difficult to discern who was crazier: the villagers or the val. [MORE]
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