Re: The Travellers Tales of Otto Von Weirdigan
Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 9:48 am
Once again the cold strong rainy winds of the moorland night hit Von Weirdigan as he slips and staggers up the waterlogged and uneven bank from the mine entrance. The blood on his face and hands are quickly washed clean from the torrential downpour.
'Swin! Stop rolling about in the mud and let me know what in the wide wide world of sports is going on around here!' Otto shouts into the howling wind as he steps up to the throng of dogs and the unfortunate captain.
'Randle, Alabaster, Enailis, Raz heel ya little buggers!' he snarls as the moorland rain quickly soaks him through to the skin.
Swin manages to roll from under the hounds.
"I dispatched men as soon as the alarm was sounded, Otto, Father Richards has informed me that there was attempt at a ritual or even 'The Maker' forbid desecration" replies the Military Man.
"We found a cavern below your position, accessible from a lower entrance, there we encountered several other masked figures, who put up quite a fight" he continues
<This isn't isolated either Otto, there's been flashes of intrusion and fighting in a number of border towns and a few near Centrum City> says Trance
The rain squalls and twists across the moors.
'Lets get into some cover so we can talk' Otto shouts above the howling winds. 'Otherwise we're going to catch our deaths out here.' he added with a trace of irony.
'Where is the nearest homestead from here?' he asks Swin as he grabs him by the shoulder to steady the captain.
The Xert orders the dogs onward and away from the mine as the humanoids trudge up the sodden ridge to the flat moorland.
Swin's men fan out, some continuing their vigil at the entrances to the mine, others accompany the pair of humanoids as they take refuge beneath a wide canopied tree.
"I've asked for any news on what's been happening" says Swin, as he lights a cigarette, "By all accounts strange goings on have occurred in several towns, what with all this war business going on, its all a bit rum"
'Swin! Stop rolling about in the mud and let me know what in the wide wide world of sports is going on around here!' Otto shouts into the howling wind as he steps up to the throng of dogs and the unfortunate captain.
'Randle, Alabaster, Enailis, Raz heel ya little buggers!' he snarls as the moorland rain quickly soaks him through to the skin.
Swin manages to roll from under the hounds.
"I dispatched men as soon as the alarm was sounded, Otto, Father Richards has informed me that there was attempt at a ritual or even 'The Maker' forbid desecration" replies the Military Man.
"We found a cavern below your position, accessible from a lower entrance, there we encountered several other masked figures, who put up quite a fight" he continues
<This isn't isolated either Otto, there's been flashes of intrusion and fighting in a number of border towns and a few near Centrum City> says Trance
The rain squalls and twists across the moors.
'Lets get into some cover so we can talk' Otto shouts above the howling winds. 'Otherwise we're going to catch our deaths out here.' he added with a trace of irony.
'Where is the nearest homestead from here?' he asks Swin as he grabs him by the shoulder to steady the captain.
The Xert orders the dogs onward and away from the mine as the humanoids trudge up the sodden ridge to the flat moorland.
Swin's men fan out, some continuing their vigil at the entrances to the mine, others accompany the pair of humanoids as they take refuge beneath a wide canopied tree.
"I've asked for any news on what's been happening" says Swin, as he lights a cigarette, "By all accounts strange goings on have occurred in several towns, what with all this war business going on, its all a bit rum"