Wow that was a long update, sorry for the late release. Don't worry, this update won't disappoint.
BTW we have a nickname! Urist Pureheart Stoked Exhalation of Bewildering
Chapter VII
Trigger Finger
Urist came to yet another cave, should be a quick job, weeks had passed since his first night creature. Probably a month, he seriously considered going home, but threw the idea out. Three people just don't disappear. Then again, zombies were everywhere, people disappeared all the time.
Urist rubbed his eyes as he snuck in and drew his machete, the travel was short, but he was already drowsy from it. Living like a king has really spoiled him.
It was dark in this one, normally they dig near to the surface, this one was in the side of a mound. The moment he walked in he saw two red eyes dart at him.
The thing was clearly emaciated, as it attempted to scratch him further with it's three talons. Planting his foot and delivering a mighty grunt, he delivered a single blow that split the beast in two.
The thing's upper half hit the wall with a surprisingly satisfying splat. Amazingly the thing struggled further, monstrosities no better then the zombies. Finally, the screeching died and the beast's red eyes went out like a burnt candle.
Wiping his blade in the clay soil, Urist flipped out a map and crossed off a single cave. The nearest town was only a few hours away, hopefully he could get there by noon, then continue south for another few miles to the next cave. Jeez it was in Enlightened Territory. Everything had to be prim and proper with them, sighing he began his long walk.
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It was afternoon, the silver clouds were not letting any sunlight through today. He walked up to one of the poorly defended wooden shacks and sighed. Putting his hand against the door, he straightened his back. Then he noticed several deep scratches where his hand was, drawing his hand away he dragged his finger across one.
They were here.
He kicked open the door, machete drawn.
His face went pale, these weren't regular scrawns. If Urist was to hold up his machete he might be able to reach the nose of one of these beasts. These Mutated monsters took up as much room as a horse, and they were a lot smarter then they're weaker counterparts, these two already had simple metal tools. With their crude weapons drawn, they lunged at Urist.
He delivered a strong hit to the monsters upper body, it didn't even lash out in pain both of the behemoths took two clumsy slashes.
He dodged himself by the other beast, and Urist slashed it in the hand. Again, the beast didn't even cry out in pain.
However one thing was for certain, they roared in anger, the more Urist dodged the more he had to struggle to keep out of their arm's range.
Even with his superior weapon though, one hit to the neck didn't sever it's head. He hacked away at the beasts body, his machete slashes would wedge in and he would struggle to pull them out, the skin on the beasts would heal to fast! He backed out of the house, continuing to slash and hack and slash, most of the time only hitting air.
Finally, he raised his machete above his head, and brought it down on the thing's arm, it's arm dropped to the ground, and wriggled slightly before dying out.
Blood splattered on his face as he delivered another slash. While he swung the machete, a
third beast came out of nowhere and tackled Urist. He fell to the ground, delivering another slash. He held up his hand to defend from the oncoming beast, suddenly he felt pain sweep through his body. The thing bit him. With one mighty rip his finger went flying.
Urist stood up, clenching his hand he ran behind a tree and hurriedly wrapped a cloth around it. Rolling behind a boulder he began sneaking away under the long grass and underbrush. The beast looked around, he glanced down at the pile of blood. It was a sad thing really, were these things still human? Or were they changed completely. Did it give a thought when an iron bolt whizzed across the crass and struck the beast in the throat?
The beast clenched it's throat, perhaps more of a spasm then as an actual thought, he hit the tree and slid down, snapping off several branches, as it's eyes slowly faded, Urist stood up and stared the beast until it coughed and died.
Urist rolled behind a boulder, peering at the other Infected scum, readying his crossbow he delivered as many shots as he could, as fast as he could at the beast. Twenty-seven bolts hit it, and finally, as it tried to limp away one went through it's thick skull.
Taking a long sigh, he sat against the ground, fog began to creep in as he wrapped his hand in a snippet from his shirt. These things would pay, was the only thought that swept through his mind. His rage built up, he could feel it slowly filling his body. Standing up, he went to another nearby house, an Infected had somehow wandered out, darting out of the grass, Urist delivered one fell swoop and it's head carried off into the fog.
One more house was nearby, he walked up to it, without stopping he kicked the door so hard splinters flew, the beast whirled around, and with teeth bared was quickly ended.
stats for 7
:::QUESTIONS:::
A. More zombies!
B. Night creatures!
C. Other? Should we disappear into the caverns again? Should we become a bandit?
D. Orrr.... gather as many peasants as we can and raid the zombies.
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