Chapter 8
by Fiend21
What's next?
Several Days Later...
As the horse trots onto the ledge of the rocky terrain, you stare out at the black stone keep sprouting from atop the mountain. There's great walls surrounding a large, ominous castle with one large, wide tower rising from above the main keep, thrusting into the sky. You wonder if it's architect was compensating for something. It truly is a magnificent stronghold that would be almost impossible to penetrate.
"The Soulravage Spire," Lilith says. "Built eons ago by the infamous Dark Elf Vonnier the Night Stalker, through vast throngs of slaves and blood magic. Unfortunately, it's fallen out of use since the **** of my last master."
"I see campfire smoke. Who's there now?"
"After my last master was kicked out, the fort was abandoned, as no race could decide who would get to hold the strategic position, and they couldn't negotiate sharing control of the castle. Since it was abandoned, bandits have taken. We need to take it back from them."
"What, purge a castle of bandits? Happily," you smile.
"We don't need to purge them. In fact, it might be better to use them. If we could manipulate them, **** them under our control, that would be even better."
"How would we do that?"
"Well, bandit gangs are always run by the strongest. Any leader who can't hold their position through strength loses it. If you could beat their leader in one-on-one combat and then show your dominance further, you could take control of the gang."
"How do I further show my dominance past beating her up?"
Lilith stares at you for a moment, before tilting her head.
"Have you been paying attention to the general theme of what we're doing?" she asks.
"Oh shit yeah, fucking them. Perfect."
You ride forward, galloping ahead. After a few minutes, you reach the unmanned walls. The portcullis is left open, simply allowing you to waltz straight in. A single guard stands by the double doors of the keep entrance, who frantically drops his flagon and rushes to raise a spear.
"Hold there, whatever the fuck you are! Drop your weapons!"
"Hmmm... no," you say, swinging your mace with one hand, smashing the man's skull open and leaving him drop to the ground. "Fuck me, I've seen better protected whore houses than this."
"We'll improve the security when we take over," you say.
You continue strolling forward, moving inside the great castle. You walk along the hallways, until eventually you reach a pair of huge double doors.
"Inside is the throne room," Lilith says. "I can sense life inside. The other bandits must be there."
"Well, let's make an entrance," you say.
Head inside?
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After endless persecution at the hands of the so-called "higher"races, you must take your on this realm, one soul at a time.
Updated on Oct 3, 2018
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