Eternal
“Perhaps you’re right. Cyrus is probably going to be fuming about me going ahead with this mission instead of gathering for an assault on the Fort Destiny. Best if you stay here and make sure he doesn’t go off and get everyone killed trying to do it with insufficient forces.” You reply.
After kissing Talia goodbye, you set off on your journey immediately figuring Talia can explain everything to Cyrus instead. You travel a couple of days to the Quala province and eventually reach the meeting spot at night. There await around twenty shadows you picked which also includes Sister Yvette. You would’ve picked Brother Theo as well, but you needed someone to coordinate the other shadow cells in Quala.
“As soon as I got the message that you were coming, our other shadow cells got into position to strike out at the other targets across Quala. I assume you’re ready to assault the camp brother?” Sister Yvette asks nearly as soon as you arrive.
“Yes, let’s get this over with, because this is going to be pretty grim business. Now I know some of you have already done a few necessary things, but probably not on this scale. These new eternals are only going to be children, and if the rumors are true, hundreds of them. Despite this they will still be dangerous, as they have no doubt gone through some of the Empire’s brainwashing techniques and training. You are not to hesitate just because they are young. Slay all of them…for Dendrin.” You add at the end.
“For Dendrin!” the rest of the shadows say in unison.
“Also be aware that there will no doubt be battle mages around and who knows what else. Let’s try to do this as silently as possible until it’s no longer an option. Everybody cloak.”
Sister Yvette and couple of the other shadows take the lead due to their basic knowledge of the outside of the camp and even some of the interior. When you have to go below ground though, it’s going to be anything goes. You know going in that you’ll be severely outnumbered, but the whole point of doing it this way is to utilize your strengths which is stealth and terror on a grand scale. As you go about your business, you can’t help but start thinking about Talia, and briefly worrying about if Cyrus has given her any problems. You really should keep your mind occupied at a time like this, but you’re having a hard time.
Neck snaps, bolts to the head and blades to the back dispatch the patrolling soldiers quietly and quickly…
Due to your distraction, you fail to get a clean hit on one of the guards and he screams out loudly alerting some of the camp. Cursing your luck you signal to the nearest shadows to start moving from bunkhouse to bunkhouse to kill any soldiers still sleeping inside them.
Doesn’t take long before a general alarm is raised. It isn’t quite that bad as you’re still easily taking them down from the cover of night and invisibility. The problem comes when one of the soldiers has gone to get extra help from below in the form of battle mages.
Working together, the mages form an invisible shield to protect themselves and then dispel your cloak ability. Another one starts casting fireballs from behind the safety of the shield. Your speeding ability helps you and your shadows finish off the rest of the soldiers and once you manage to pass through the shield, you eliminate two of the mages and break their concentration. The remaining ones begin to run back to the underground portion of the camp.
“Come on, we can’t let them get away!” you yell to the remainder of your shadows and chase after the mages.
You hack down a couple more fleeing mages as you chase them into the complex. The last few remaining are screaming for help and it comes, but not in the form that you thought.
Several heavily armored figures with axes begin to fill the corridor ahead of you. Derro.
You briefly look behind you and see that your own forces are insufficient to tackle such foes. You’re also wondering if the new eternals are even here, as you haven’t seen a single one since you arrived.
“Go back! Go back!” you exclaim.
“What? Why?” Yvette asks not really understanding the reality of the situation. The rest of the shadows are unsure of how to proceed.
“Those are the derro! We have to go back!” you exclaim.
Meanwhile during this short exchange, one of the derro has thrown one of their firebombs near your feet. You see it just in time to grab Yvette and try to speed out of the way, but the explosion just catches you in its radius. Everything seems like a blur for a few moments and the next thing you know you’re face first on the floor with no feeling in one of your legs and your clothing on fire.
You attempt to roll in an effort to extinguish the flames, and that’s when you see Yvette’s lifeless burning body nearby staring at you with dead eyes. This is soon followed by a crushing smash to your head and everything goes black.
Unfortunately your life doesn’t end there.
When you wake up you find yourself strapped to a table in a large lab. You see a lot of alchemy equipment, other tables with mutilated bodies on them and in a far corner of the room you see several large containers with loud growling noises emanating from them. Derro stand near them with weapons drawn.
“No need for you to worry about that. Those trolls can’t get out of there I assure you. Good thing too, they’d rip us all apart in minutes! Heh heh heh heh!” a voice says to you. When you look over to your left, you see a short figure nearly eye level with you even though you’re strapped to a table. He’s bald with a gray skin color and dressed in a white robe of some sort, which is covered in blood, and several other unidentifiable fluids. You’re guessing that he’s an unarmored derro.
“While you have caused quite a bit of a mess, I’m honestly very glad one of your kind has showed up. The Emperor sort of frowned on my suggestion to take one of their loyal Eternals for experimentation, shame about your leg getting blown off, but beggars can’t be choosers right?” the derro says. He then approaches closer with a mad gleam in his eye and a bloody knife in his hand.
You say a few defiant words to the derro, but he’s unmoved by your futile protests. He goes on to say how your vivisection will come in handy in helping with the new eternal project. Mentally you try to prepare yourself for the pain, but nothing can prepare you for what will be your last days on this mortal plane.
By day three you’re begging for them to just kill you. The derro of course ignores your pleas claiming that he has to keep you alive to finish his research.
By day five, you’re actually screaming for Dendrin to help you. This naturally amuses the sadistic derro who says that he has to remember to strengthen the mind resistance of the new eternals so they aren’t as weak willed to fall prey to such superstitions.
By day nine, you feel nothing any longer and the derro tells his fellows to toss you to the trolls.
After kissing Talia goodbye, you set off on your journey immediately figuring Talia can explain everything to Cyrus instead. You travel a couple of days to the Quala province and eventually reach the meeting spot at night. There await around twenty shadows you picked which also includes Sister Yvette. You would’ve picked Brother Theo as well, but you needed someone to coordinate the other shadow cells in Quala.
“As soon as I got the message that you were coming, our other shadow cells got into position to strike out at the other targets across Quala. I assume you’re ready to assault the camp brother?” Sister Yvette asks nearly as soon as you arrive.
“Yes, let’s get this over with, because this is going to be pretty grim business. Now I know some of you have already done a few necessary things, but probably not on this scale. These new eternals are only going to be children, and if the rumors are true, hundreds of them. Despite this they will still be dangerous, as they have no doubt gone through some of the Empire’s brainwashing techniques and training. You are not to hesitate just because they are young. Slay all of them…for Dendrin.” You add at the end.
“For Dendrin!” the rest of the shadows say in unison.
“Also be aware that there will no doubt be battle mages around and who knows what else. Let’s try to do this as silently as possible until it’s no longer an option. Everybody cloak.”
Sister Yvette and couple of the other shadows take the lead due to their basic knowledge of the outside of the camp and even some of the interior. When you have to go below ground though, it’s going to be anything goes. You know going in that you’ll be severely outnumbered, but the whole point of doing it this way is to utilize your strengths which is stealth and terror on a grand scale. As you go about your business, you can’t help but start thinking about Talia, and briefly worrying about if Cyrus has given her any problems. You really should keep your mind occupied at a time like this, but you’re having a hard time.
Neck snaps, bolts to the head and blades to the back dispatch the patrolling soldiers quietly and quickly…
Due to your distraction, you fail to get a clean hit on one of the guards and he screams out loudly alerting some of the camp. Cursing your luck you signal to the nearest shadows to start moving from bunkhouse to bunkhouse to kill any soldiers still sleeping inside them.
Doesn’t take long before a general alarm is raised. It isn’t quite that bad as you’re still easily taking them down from the cover of night and invisibility. The problem comes when one of the soldiers has gone to get extra help from below in the form of battle mages.
Working together, the mages form an invisible shield to protect themselves and then dispel your cloak ability. Another one starts casting fireballs from behind the safety of the shield. Your speeding ability helps you and your shadows finish off the rest of the soldiers and once you manage to pass through the shield, you eliminate two of the mages and break their concentration. The remaining ones begin to run back to the underground portion of the camp.
“Come on, we can’t let them get away!” you yell to the remainder of your shadows and chase after the mages.
You hack down a couple more fleeing mages as you chase them into the complex. The last few remaining are screaming for help and it comes, but not in the form that you thought.
Several heavily armored figures with axes begin to fill the corridor ahead of you. Derro.
You briefly look behind you and see that your own forces are insufficient to tackle such foes. You’re also wondering if the new eternals are even here, as you haven’t seen a single one since you arrived.
“Go back! Go back!” you exclaim.
“What? Why?” Yvette asks not really understanding the reality of the situation. The rest of the shadows are unsure of how to proceed.
“Those are the derro! We have to go back!” you exclaim.
Meanwhile during this short exchange, one of the derro has thrown one of their firebombs near your feet. You see it just in time to grab Yvette and try to speed out of the way, but the explosion just catches you in its radius. Everything seems like a blur for a few moments and the next thing you know you’re face first on the floor with no feeling in one of your legs and your clothing on fire.
You attempt to roll in an effort to extinguish the flames, and that’s when you see Yvette’s lifeless burning body nearby staring at you with dead eyes. This is soon followed by a crushing smash to your head and everything goes black.
Unfortunately your life doesn’t end there.
When you wake up you find yourself strapped to a table in a large lab. You see a lot of alchemy equipment, other tables with mutilated bodies on them and in a far corner of the room you see several large containers with loud growling noises emanating from them. Derro stand near them with weapons drawn.
“No need for you to worry about that. Those trolls can’t get out of there I assure you. Good thing too, they’d rip us all apart in minutes! Heh heh heh heh!” a voice says to you. When you look over to your left, you see a short figure nearly eye level with you even though you’re strapped to a table. He’s bald with a gray skin color and dressed in a white robe of some sort, which is covered in blood, and several other unidentifiable fluids. You’re guessing that he’s an unarmored derro.
“While you have caused quite a bit of a mess, I’m honestly very glad one of your kind has showed up. The Emperor sort of frowned on my suggestion to take one of their loyal Eternals for experimentation, shame about your leg getting blown off, but beggars can’t be choosers right?” the derro says. He then approaches closer with a mad gleam in his eye and a bloody knife in his hand.
You say a few defiant words to the derro, but he’s unmoved by your futile protests. He goes on to say how your vivisection will come in handy in helping with the new eternal project. Mentally you try to prepare yourself for the pain, but nothing can prepare you for what will be your last days on this mortal plane.
By day three you’re begging for them to just kill you. The derro of course ignores your pleas claiming that he has to keep you alive to finish his research.
By day five, you’re actually screaming for Dendrin to help you. This naturally amuses the sadistic derro who says that he has to remember to strengthen the mind resistance of the new eternals so they aren’t as weak willed to fall prey to such superstitions.
By day nine, you feel nothing any longer and the derro tells his fellows to toss you to the trolls.
