Meeting Markys

Side Stories of some adventures

 

 

"I don't like the way this looks" Markys says to his men. The snow whipped past the azure guard as they patrolled the edges of the frost moors. " i never like this part of my duty."one of the men replied as he wiped the snow from his helmet visors. The fog was so thick that the men could barely see in front of them. "wait wait shhh do u hear that?" Markys asked out loud. All the men stopped and listened for a minute. To them it seemed like forever, and then they heard it. A low moan with a unhuman bass to it. The azure guard gripped their swords as fear filled their hearts. Every man from Abertingel knows of the horrible monsters of the frost moors that travel to Abertingel in the dark of night. The hair on the back of their neck stood on end as the moans got louder and seemed to join others. Soon an unholy chorus begun. " Hey now pull it together. Stay next to me and we will make it through this" Markys yelled trying to calm himself as much as them. He had patrolled the frost moors more than once but for the most part it had been uneventful. His father let him take a few men on a patrol of his own to let him get the feel of leading a group. Markys slowly slid his sword out of his sheath and peered into the fog trying to at least get a glimpse of the creatures. "Damn this fo" one soldier tried to say,but he never finished because a clawed hand shot out of the fog and clamped around his throat. Soon all the azure guard with Markys was on the defensive. As the fog gave way, they got a glimpse of the creatures. They were skeletons probably ancestors of the Abertingel people. Their bones shone with a dark blue hue that could match the colors of glaciers. Their rusty swords and bony claws clashed against azure shields and swords. Markys smote the one in front of him and looked to see if he could help his men. One to the right of him fell back wounded by a nasty cut to his chest. Markys leaped beside him. "Bust him" Markys yelled as he swung his great sword and took off one of the skeletons arm. The soldier with renewed vigor leaped at the skeleton who had wounded him, and with a grout shout cut off the skeletons head. Soon the undead was picked apart by the guard as the initial shock wore off and they fell into their formations. When the last undead fell Markys looked over his men to see how they fared. Most of his men was wounded and he lost 5." Dad isnt gonna like this" Markys thought out loud.

His men took a short break to look at their wounds and prepare to carry their dead, when a noise made them pause. "No please not now" Markys murmured as moans could be heard again. "We have to go now" Markys yelled out as he picked up his swords and shield. As his men picked themselves up and started to walk back towards Abertingel dread gripped their hearts as hands and swords shot out of the ground ahead of them. Zombies in Azure guard regalia rose from the ground. Half clawed away faces peered angrily at Markys and his men. " Wut should we do" one soldier asked Markys. "They are blocking our way back home, and im not sure we can beat them now. I will follow what ever you decide Markys." a veteran of the Azure guard replied. Knowing their lives rested in his hands made Markys unsure of wut to do. "Lets pull back and try to find our way around them" Markys said with a firm and more confident voice than he felt. As they ran back deeper into the frost moors, they heard the zombies traveling behind them. They could easily outrun the zombies but they soon grew tired, and they knew the zombies would not. Exhaustion soon set in as adrenaline wore off. Markys soon stopped his run and the soldiers stopped also. "Whats wrong Markys" a soldier asked. "I am tired of running and I know you all are to. We are fighting for our home so we cannot lose. For Abertingel and our loved ones get into formation." Markys yelled to his men."For Abertingel!" his men yelled with renewed strength. The zombies threw themselves at the Azure guard with great force.Unholy moans and blood gurgling screams filled the air as swords and hammers connected to flesh and bones. No matter the wounds the Azure guard put on their zombie counterparts the zombies would not fall. The fight was gettin desperate. Markys parried a blow from one zombie and before he could counter attack another zombie rushed him. He was slowly seperated from his men fighting 3 zombies at once. His sword and shield worked furiously back and forth. Suddenly a shuriken flew past his face and dug itself into the face of a zombie to Markys's right and it slumped over dead. Markys unsure of what was goin on was relieved and press the attack on the zombies in front of him. One zombies sword past his defenses,but before it could find its mark a dagger sunddenly took its throat. Markys didn't notice as he focused on the zombie before him and drove his sword into his gut. As he looked up to see what happened to the other zombie he noticed at tall hooded figure at about 6 feet cleaning his dagger. He wore a big heavy black and purple cloak lined with silver. "Come on lets finish them" the figure spoke to Markys in common. He spoke with an accent that Markys didn't recognize. He voice sounded melodic and yet had a cutting edge to it.The hooded figure dashed back into the fray. He noticed that the strangers footsteps were so light they barely left an imprint in the snow. He also notice that he didn't see him until just then. "Who is or wut is that" Markys asked himself. Not wanting to be left behind Markys ran behind him.The figure dashed by a zombie. The zombie swung his blade at him, before the blade reached him the figure threw himself into a running roll and popped up behind the zombie. "Bust him" Markys yelled as his blade sunk into the zombie. As his blade dug inside the zombie, the strangers dagger stuck into its ribs and it fell away. The stranger worked his way in and out of the combats vanishing and suddenly coming back into to view. "What is he?" Markys asked as he noticed him in the battle. The battle shifted in Markys's favor and soon the battle was over.

"Thank you" Markys said to the hooded figure with his hand outstretched. The hooded figure just peered at him through his hood, and made no movement to show that he would shake Markys hand. "You are welcome, but you should return to your home now" the tall figure replied as he cleaned his dagger and stuck it somewhere in his cloak. "We are but its weird to find an ally out here on the moors"Markys said while still holding his hand out towards the figure. "It was only by coincidence, i was passing through." the figure replied as he took Markys hand in a shake. Markys immediately noticed the ebony dark hand that took his. "Whats your name stranger and can we see the face of our ally?" Markys asked him. " I am Serrash Lido of the underdark" he replied as he took off his hood. Markys and his men stood in awe. They looked at a handsome man with ebony skin, red eyes,long white hair, and silver earrings. "Its a bloody drow hurry and kill him before he does some foul magic" a soldier yelled as he grabbed his sword. "Wait stop this man saved your life." Markys yelled at the man as he stood between Serrash and the man. Many of the soldiers hesitated as they looked upon the drow. "haha i see then thats how it is" Serrash spoke with a disappointed look on his face. " Hey soldier what is your name" he asked Markys. "Im Markys Mckellen a trainee trying to become one of the Azure Guard" he replied. "Well take care Markys we might meet again maybe with friendlier company" Serrash said as darkness suddenly surrounded them. Men shouted in alarm and stumbled around the darkness in completely blinded. When the darkness dissapated Serrash was no where to be seen. "I can't say I am sad to see him leave" a soldier commented. Markys didn't answer but instead tried to see if he could catch a glimpse of the weird drow. "Serrash Lido huh" Markys thought to himself as he and his men marched their way back home. " Dad is gonna have a hard time making sense of this report." Markys thought to himself as his home came into view not knowing that many eyes within the frost moors followed them....

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Tina Kline]

You did a really nice job on this. Very interesting characters, which always helps a story and your descriptions have just the right about of detail in them.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

It was a pretty cool story. I like the interactions between the characters. You did a good job of giving them all their own personalities. I'm sure this story will continue to intrigue as it moves along the way. I was entertained by the scenes you depicted. I wonder a little about the past, but it always works itself out. I actually dont mind being dropped into the middle of the action. This is done in a lot of One-Shot comics as sort of a pilot episode. Nice work!

[Druella]

You did good with the battle scenes but there is no history to why they were there or of the men themselves. Also maybe a bit more description of the area and the enemies that they are fighting. Keep writing.