Eternal
“I would still like to seek out the captain first. If I can’t find her after my search, then I will take command.”
“But, what if YOU go missing then?”
“Well I guess you’ll still be in power then won’t you? But you feel it would improve my chances of coming back then perhaps you better authorize some soldiers to come with me.”
“Oh very well! But be careful!”
You shake your head at Verant’s meek style of leadership and gather your men for a search mission. You have no idea why such a man would go into the military if he didn’t want the authority over others, let alone how he got as high as he did in the first place.
When you gather your men, you set off on your journey to find out if Captain Krozer is dead or alive. As you make your way to Wendigo territory, you travel through a few towns you get a lot of pleas and complaints from the peasants. Apparently they’ve been suffering from attacks, but not in the traditional raiding sense. People have been going missing, or sometimes there have been pieces of bodies found, but no outright raids. You of course ask where are all the normal patrols that guard the area and the peasants either tell you that they’ve all disappeared or they stopped showing up days ago. More of Verant’s lack attention. The fool should’ve been investigating these incidents a long time ago, as soon as soldiers stopped reporting in. After this is over with, and assuming Captain Krozer is indeed dead, you definitely will be taking command and most likely have Verant executed for extreme incompetence.
It’s obvious the Wendigo tribe must have something to do with this, but this doesn’t really seem like their style based on their reputation and your own brief combat with them in the past. They are the most brutal and vicious of the barbarian tribes, they out of any of them wouldn’t rely on covert tactics like this, something must’ve have severely changed.
You continue your journey and just before you get to the territory of the Wendigos you pass through another town. This one looks like it was a fairly new one made up of some determined settlers. It also looks like it was attack recently which is amazing since there are actually survivors. Some of the townsfolk fixing a building see you, wave you over and you approach them
“Citizens, why have you built a town here? Nevermind the fact that the Empire has not authorized such a settlement, but this is dangerously close to Wendigo territory. It would be for your own safety to leave this place.” You say.
“Oh yes, we know, we suffered an attack by them about a week ago, but we won’t be scared off! Really they aren’t nearly as bad as their reputation claims.” The carpenter says while looking around at his fellows as they nod. Something is very strange about all this. The peasants all have a peculiar smirk like they’re hiding something.
“Hey, wait aren’t you Roger from Keplavisk? Your wife mentioned her husband going missing and you match his description.” One of your men suddenly pipes up.
“Huh, uh no. My name isn’t Roger and I’ve never been there. Never married either. You must have me mixed up with him. I just got one of those faces y’know. Hey why don’t you guys rest at our inn? I mean you probably will want to, before you fight the big bad Wendigos in their home territory and all.” The carpenter
“Who said that’s what we were going to do?” you ask.
“Well I assumed you were…if you aren’t well I suppose that’s fine too! But you’ll probably still want to rest in our inn.”
“You’re acting very strange citizen…”
It’s at this point you draw your weapon, the rest of your men do likewise. The townsfolk don’t look too bothered, but they do back up smiling the whole time which reveals that their teeth are decidedly less human looking.
“Good, prefer it this way anyway. Fuck all this sneaking around!” one of them remarks and in complete unison they howl an unpleasant noise and begin to transform.
You manage to chop down a few of them before they complete their change, it doesn’t make things any easier though. Despite their great strength, you and your men are winning the skirmish and that’s when more of that awful howling penetrates your ears.
Many more Wendigos come running into the town, completely cutting you off from any sort of retreat. You continue to fight as your own men begin to fall under the onslaught of the Wendigos eventually you are the last one left and severely outnumbered. You attempt to ignore the pain of their claws digging into your flesh and their powerful blows knocking you around like a ragdoll, you do your best, but your weapons is ripped from you along with your hand that was welding it. Desperate, you bite the current Wendigo, holding you in his grip, though you find that his bite is much more damaging than your own when part of your shoulder is chewed off.
You feel a snap and the bone in your other arm is broken through the skin. The wendigo throws you up against the wall of one of the damaged houses and you fall to the snow bleeding profusely from several wounds. You struggle to stand, but you just don’t have the strength left. You expect the killing blow to come soon, but you hear one more of those awful howls before it’s over.
Captain Krozer stands over you, though you know it can’t be her.
“Y..you are not th…the captain…” you say.
“You would be correct Eternal, however she did mention before her mind was absorbed that you would stop us. Good thing her mind was so full of strategies and tactics for me to impliment. I think it really was time for us to update our way of life anyway. Can’t stagnate and remain in barbaric bodies forever. I would have you just us…but in your current state, well I just don’t think you would be as effective anymore. A shame, your body would’ve provided as an excellent host. Oh well I still should be able to enjoy the succulent life blood from your heart.”
The last thing you see is the inhuman face of whatever it is inhabiting Krozer’s body as it reaches into your chest to pull out your still beating heart.
“But, what if YOU go missing then?”
“Well I guess you’ll still be in power then won’t you? But you feel it would improve my chances of coming back then perhaps you better authorize some soldiers to come with me.”
“Oh very well! But be careful!”
You shake your head at Verant’s meek style of leadership and gather your men for a search mission. You have no idea why such a man would go into the military if he didn’t want the authority over others, let alone how he got as high as he did in the first place.
When you gather your men, you set off on your journey to find out if Captain Krozer is dead or alive. As you make your way to Wendigo territory, you travel through a few towns you get a lot of pleas and complaints from the peasants. Apparently they’ve been suffering from attacks, but not in the traditional raiding sense. People have been going missing, or sometimes there have been pieces of bodies found, but no outright raids. You of course ask where are all the normal patrols that guard the area and the peasants either tell you that they’ve all disappeared or they stopped showing up days ago. More of Verant’s lack attention. The fool should’ve been investigating these incidents a long time ago, as soon as soldiers stopped reporting in. After this is over with, and assuming Captain Krozer is indeed dead, you definitely will be taking command and most likely have Verant executed for extreme incompetence.
It’s obvious the Wendigo tribe must have something to do with this, but this doesn’t really seem like their style based on their reputation and your own brief combat with them in the past. They are the most brutal and vicious of the barbarian tribes, they out of any of them wouldn’t rely on covert tactics like this, something must’ve have severely changed.
You continue your journey and just before you get to the territory of the Wendigos you pass through another town. This one looks like it was a fairly new one made up of some determined settlers. It also looks like it was attack recently which is amazing since there are actually survivors. Some of the townsfolk fixing a building see you, wave you over and you approach them
“Citizens, why have you built a town here? Nevermind the fact that the Empire has not authorized such a settlement, but this is dangerously close to Wendigo territory. It would be for your own safety to leave this place.” You say.
“Oh yes, we know, we suffered an attack by them about a week ago, but we won’t be scared off! Really they aren’t nearly as bad as their reputation claims.” The carpenter says while looking around at his fellows as they nod. Something is very strange about all this. The peasants all have a peculiar smirk like they’re hiding something.
“Hey, wait aren’t you Roger from Keplavisk? Your wife mentioned her husband going missing and you match his description.” One of your men suddenly pipes up.
“Huh, uh no. My name isn’t Roger and I’ve never been there. Never married either. You must have me mixed up with him. I just got one of those faces y’know. Hey why don’t you guys rest at our inn? I mean you probably will want to, before you fight the big bad Wendigos in their home territory and all.” The carpenter
“Who said that’s what we were going to do?” you ask.
“Well I assumed you were…if you aren’t well I suppose that’s fine too! But you’ll probably still want to rest in our inn.”
“You’re acting very strange citizen…”
It’s at this point you draw your weapon, the rest of your men do likewise. The townsfolk don’t look too bothered, but they do back up smiling the whole time which reveals that their teeth are decidedly less human looking.
“Good, prefer it this way anyway. Fuck all this sneaking around!” one of them remarks and in complete unison they howl an unpleasant noise and begin to transform.
You manage to chop down a few of them before they complete their change, it doesn’t make things any easier though. Despite their great strength, you and your men are winning the skirmish and that’s when more of that awful howling penetrates your ears.
Many more Wendigos come running into the town, completely cutting you off from any sort of retreat. You continue to fight as your own men begin to fall under the onslaught of the Wendigos eventually you are the last one left and severely outnumbered. You attempt to ignore the pain of their claws digging into your flesh and their powerful blows knocking you around like a ragdoll, you do your best, but your weapons is ripped from you along with your hand that was welding it. Desperate, you bite the current Wendigo, holding you in his grip, though you find that his bite is much more damaging than your own when part of your shoulder is chewed off.
You feel a snap and the bone in your other arm is broken through the skin. The wendigo throws you up against the wall of one of the damaged houses and you fall to the snow bleeding profusely from several wounds. You struggle to stand, but you just don’t have the strength left. You expect the killing blow to come soon, but you hear one more of those awful howls before it’s over.
Captain Krozer stands over you, though you know it can’t be her.
“Y..you are not th…the captain…” you say.
“You would be correct Eternal, however she did mention before her mind was absorbed that you would stop us. Good thing her mind was so full of strategies and tactics for me to impliment. I think it really was time for us to update our way of life anyway. Can’t stagnate and remain in barbaric bodies forever. I would have you just us…but in your current state, well I just don’t think you would be as effective anymore. A shame, your body would’ve provided as an excellent host. Oh well I still should be able to enjoy the succulent life blood from your heart.”
The last thing you see is the inhuman face of whatever it is inhabiting Krozer’s body as it reaches into your chest to pull out your still beating heart.
