I walked along side him, we walked down the cold, eerie and windowless halfway, he walked slightly infront wearing full black leather armour, no helmet and a wine red cape, his black hair unnoticeable in the dimly lit hall,his rapier sheathed away. Along side closer to me was Spud wearing light steel armour and holding a small axe in his hand, and behind us was Sam and Connor and 5 House Guards. We came up to the large wooden doors that led to the council chamber, it was completely busted open and there were a few blood stains on it, we walked inside to find the room in a shambles, chairs smashed up, tables flipped and turned and most horrifyingly of all, almost all of the council members were butchered, some were missing limbs from swords but most of the body's were filled with arrow and crossbow heads, we walked into the centre and everyone split up to search the room, I was searching for survivors when one of the guards gasped and shouted aloud "Gahhh what the fuck", and I looked over at him to see him jump a little with the shock and he was staring up at the chandelier, I too decided to look up and what I saw shook me to my core, it was the limbless and headless body of Lord Duke Kimberlee, blood was slowly dripping down from the body's neck but it did not hit the floor, instead, propped face up using 2 shoes was councillor Kimberleys head, mouth open and in it was a collected pool of blood from his own body, "Dispose of these body's immediately!" Shouted Spud to the house Guards, as I walked around more I only found myself steeping in small collected pools of blood, there must have been 20-25 body's in here I thought to myself, but with all the councillors and remaining lords and dukes dead, what will come of woolfswood, this room was its government, its heart and soul and now it's dead, will woolfswood die with it? The thoughts began clouding my head to the point I nearly lost balance by stepping wrong on a dead body, "come here quick" stated aloud Lord Caómh, all of us walked over exept the house Guards and we gave him our attention, "The council has been murdered off Navan assassins still loyal to their fallen empire, I alone am the only remaining Lord Duke of woolfswood and they'll come for me next, we have successfully capture Navan but there's no point in victory if the woolfswood government is dead, I must secure control lead woolfswood, in the meantime I need these assassins killed off so they no longer pose a threat, I'm sending you mark"...and he nodded at me, "take two of these guards with you, now don't fucking fail or get killed" and with this sentence I turned and began to leave, I whistled at the two guards standing by the door and they followed me back out into the dark long hallway, the sound of us walking echoing the whole way through.
As we exited the main manor of castle Johnner, we entered out into the courtyard which was bustling with soldiers moving about, carrying things and officers and captains shouting orders, we were heading for the gateway out and I bumped into General Losty who was reading from a scroll, he was tall, dark haired and wore aged brown leather armour, he had a tight haircut and no beard nor moustache, "Agh Mark what's the suss, I've been given control of this battalion of foot soldiers and they really need to be kicked into shape, by the way, I've heard a rumour", I was confused and simply asked "Rumour?", "Aye" retaliated, "That Lord Caómh will be the first High king of woolfswood after what terrible things happened in the manor to the council", I simply stated "a good promotion isn't it"? I asked and he laughed aloud, "I've been talking to the men about it and they don't seem opposed to it at all, so I don't know, he has my backing regardless, anyways he's probably tasked you with something so better let che get on with it, goodluck" and he left and so did we.
We got three horses from the castle stables and left hurridly, I knew the assassin would be hiding somewhere in Ar Dágh, they had no where else to go while fleeing south so they must be there I thought to myself, "Well stop halfway there because it will be nightfall, well continue and finish the journey come morning" I shouted to the guards and they simultaneously said "yes my lord" and we pushed on down the cobblestone road.
Nightfall came and I found a nice little spot just off the main road in a clearing of trees, I told them we would make camp here for the night and we'd leave at the break of first light. I sent one of the guards to fetch some firewood so we could make a campfire. He had been gone a while now, longer than expected so I decided to break the awkwardness and start a conversation with the other guard, "Where you from?" I inquired, he looked up confused as to why I was asking him, a promoted lord, a seen a slight smile break on his face and he cheerily said "Woolfswood my lord", I laughed a little and replied "There's no need for the my lord, I'm not even a lord I dunno why yous all say it me", the guard just continued smiling and to break the silence he said "I've got two little girls back home, and a son and a beautiful wife that I can't wait to see, I haven't seen them all since the battle of Navan, my son wanted to come along but he's not old enough to join the army, I'd say he's disappointed he didn't get to see the battle, but I'm glad he didn't, I fucking wish I didn't see to to be honest, and my wife? Well she...", suddenly from merely a few metres away, the screams of the other echoed through the woods towards hitting us like a brick, the guard and I stood and drew our weapons and stood facing the area where the scream came from, the guard who let the scream off came sprinting towards us, out of the thick woods and into the clearing, he fell over a branch in his sprint and whacked off the floor but jumped to his feet immediately, "a fucking, a fucking creature, I don't kn..know what the fuck it was but it looked fucking terrifying my lord" and before I could even take in what he said to me he ran to his horse, grabbed his helmet throwing it over his head and drawing his sword, he ran straight back to us and stood there sweating it, "what the fuck was it?" I inquired, and as he turned to me to answer he stopped and froze looking at the tree line, he whispered "there my lord it's right fucking there", I quickly turned my attention to the treeline and saw 2 Green eyes glowing in the dark staring right at us, and what fucked with me most was the fact the eyes were pretty high up at about 8 feet meaning whatever this thing was, it was tall, the other guard who I was had the talk with stated, "maybe it's peaceful...maybe it's just as scared as us as we are of it", and just as he finished his sentence the beast dashed from the treeline at a speed I've never seen before, it's tall body had deer legs, a human like body and the head of a deer again but it's hands, particularly its fingers must have been about 15 centimetres long, it dashed straight for the guard i talked to and in an instant it tore his head from body causing blood to spew everywhere, I swung for the beast completely chopping its right hand off and it shrieked out in pain so loud i thought it burst my eardrum, I fell to my knees holding my ears but the other guard seemed to just ignore the noise and ran at the beast and shoved his sword straight through it's chest but the beast in a final attempt to fight back clawed at the guards face causing him to fall to the ground screaming, the beast fell to its knees and its glowing eyes began to slowly dim as it came closer to death by the second and its eyes finally went black after a couple of seconds and it's body fell over, I got back onto my feet and ran over to the guard to check was he alright, "fuck fuck fuck" he shouted, I turned him over and his face had 4 gashed down his face and his right eye seemed to be...missing, "your gonna be alright man cmon, when we get to Ar Dágh I'll get you to a healer and you'll be back on your feet cmon"' I helped him over to his tent and I got the fire going myself. I cleaned off my sword of blood and went to sleep.
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Wolfswood : Black
FantasyWith the Death of the Navan Empire and there dynasty fading into history, the young Woolfswood rises in its ashes...