Legends of the Dark;Scion of Darkness;Prologue by J.B. Roberts
Page 4 of 4 Two halves of a gulnir body was separated easily by nine feet with a trail
of blood linking them, not too far from this scene was the image of a large
orcish frame that any in the clan could tell was Ishaak hunched over the gory
remains of another gulnir body of lesser size than the first.
The on coming gulnir tried to utter words of question but was held short
when Ishaak spoke in a low gruff voice, barely recognizable as his own.
"Attacked...hours ago...clean them up when yer done." And with that Ishaak
rises
to
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full stature and walks off towards the elder's tent.
Ishaak comes to the entrance of the green cloth tent moments later and talks
in a low hoarse voice. "It is I Ishaak, I seek council with the elders." He
says as an order more than a question.
A figure opens the slit entrance and looks out toward Ishaak with a look of
annoyance that soon turns to one of grave recognition.
"Come Ishaak." The old gulnir says in a croak of a voice.
They waste no time making acquaintances and quickly gather all the council
around a table seated for seven (one for the war chief, Ishaak, five for the
five different clan elders, Erduke, Mahlek, Gharm, Jormung, and Fenris, and one
seat for the herald or grand elder, Mahrduke). Ishaaks grave look gives an air
of urgency to the surrounding company. And so he begins by cutting to the bare
facts of the calling.
"There is insurrection amongst us." He looks from one to the other. "And
betrayal between us." And then with a loud slamming of his fist he sends the
table settings rattling about. "And I will not stand for this union to be
broken by those without honor!" he roars at the assembly.
The herald stands with a gaze that contends with the roar of Ishaak." We do
not stand here to have rude wordsez made against us; we stand here to find
thozes whoze do." He says in a low enough voice that makes Ishaak lower his
threatening expression. "And as far as I understandz none of usez know what you
speak of."
"I speak of the attempt on my life made earlier on my watch." He looks
around to see the effect of this comment. "They were gulnir warriors of our
clan." Ishaak turns to Mahrduke. "Now what say you?"
"It is a slow sickness that is taking over our peoples." Answers the stout
Fenris. "That of betrayal, theys wants answers to the dark ones helm that's we
found long ago."
"And why do they seek my death?" Ishaak says through clenched teeth in a
face distorted by disgust.
"To...persuades youza...to take action." Says Elder Gharm with a sinister
grin.
With an air of annoyance Ishaak replies, "To take what action...exactly?"
"You must go to the dark onezes lairz and find the truth of theza helm."
Mahrduke then walks to the door before stopping to finish "or next time theyza
will kill you." And then walks off.
Ishaak looks to the others, "I'll need warriors and supplies..."
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Table of context
Prologue.....................................................................
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Table of
context.........................................................................
.............5
Chapters
Journey to
Truth...........................................................................
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Into the Darkness
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