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Calling Dust
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"PIT DAMNED DESERTS!!!"
Even as the words leave my mouth, I continue trudging through the endless expanse of sand that seems to stretch in every direction. Nina is close behind me, guarded from the heat and sand itself by a quickly applied body enchantment. Isrenow was given the same, while Gilrenthal is flying high above us, avoiding most of the sand that's currently blowing into our faces. Or more accurately, my face. I get a mouthful of grit for my earlier shout, and spent the next few miserable minutes spitting it out, but for the most part continue on in silence. Another ten minutes of travel, and then Isrenow trudges up next to me and taps me to get my attention.
"Um... what were we doing out here again? This seems rather pointless. We've been here a day already and I have yet to see one of these supposedly numerous goblins."
I try responding, only to get another mouthful of sand, and angrily fire off a spell, dragging a canopy of rock over myself and the two women with me. Gilrenthal I order to stay above us, in case anything pops up that I won't catch. Like any goblin in the world.
"Look. I don't really know where the goblins are. They come from these deserts, and tend to enjoy ripping things down and dragging them off again, but other than that, I got nothing. This is the first time I've ever even been to this place."
Isrenow and Nina both blink in surprise, I guess they thought I'd been everywhere. Well too bad, no sparks in this place, no reason to come before. Still, I hiss in annoyance as I try, once again, to sniff for sparks, and, once again, come up with nothing new. This is more trouble then it's worth. At least, that's what I think half a second before Gilrenthal lands a few feet away.
"My God. There is something coming. Three things to be exact. There seems to be a man riding a horse, and what appear to be some sort of desert monster chasing him."
"Good for him. I don't see why I shou-"
I pause, thinking slightly, then turn to Isrenow.
"You mind popping into this bastards head and seeing if he has anything useful after we save his ass?"
Isrenow shakes her head, and I nod. That should work fine then. We'll dig around in his head if necessary, maybe he'll know something worthwhile. I close up the makeshift shelter some more, and leave Isrenow and Nina there, giving Isrenow instructions to kill anything that isn't me or Gilrenthal. Then I head out, spitting sand again as I follow after the angel, who takes to the skies above me. I pump some speed into my legs, free to move quickly now that I'm not hampered by the two women, and follow after Gilrenthal, arriving minutes later atop a sand hill thing, watching a man on a horse racing wildly away from what appear to be odd giant lizard things. I feel Gilrenthal land nearby, ignoring her presence as I ponder how to kill these things.
"... four, five, six. Six of them. This is almost a joke."
"Of course, my God."
"... New rule. No more 'my god' bullshit. I am not a god. Use... I don't, my lord or something. My god just sounds stupid."
"As it pleases you, my lord. Shall I kill them for you?"
"Not all of them. I need to relieve some of my stress. Let's see... you take the two closest to the coward. I'll deal with the other four."
"Understood." Gilrenthal takes of again, raising a cloud of sand and grit, further annoying me, but I quickly turn my attention to the remaining four lizard things. I brace against the sand a moment, letting sparks traveling into the ground, then I drive my hand into the ground and make a grabbing motion, at the same time a solid hand of sand exploding from the ground underneath the last of the lizard-pack and grabbing onto it. I drag my hand out of the sand, and the sand-hand pulls the lizard thing under, ending it's life. I'm moving before the process even finishes, shadow-stepping underneath the next of my targets and driving my fist straight up, punching a hole into its chest through skin, flesh and bone and spilling its blood onto my arm. I wrench my arm back out after grabbing something, and watch as its intestines spill out onto the sand. Good. I roll out from under it as it collapses and scan the area for my next target. Luckily, it decided to come to me.
I react on instinct as the third one attempts to bite into me, grabbing each half of its head in a hand and yanking apart, the result leaving the thing's mouth far wider than it should be. It lets out a pitiful shriek of pain, then I grab the top half of its head and plant my foot against its body, yanking hard until the bloody piece of meat separates from the rest of it. I drop the now lifeless head to the ground I find that my last target had decided that facing Gilrenthal was more conducive to living. It chose wrong, either way.
Gilrenthal had long since finished with her two, a spear seemingly made from lightning piercing her first target and the second electrocuted till it cooked alive in its own body. The last was not spared a similar fate. As it dove forward, jaw opened to snap at the angel, Gilrenthal seemed to regard the thing with disdain and pity. Her arm snaps around, slamming into the side of the things face and redirecting its momentum to the side of her, then that spear of lightning is in her hands, and she shoves it easily into the things side, then simply lets it cut itself open as it rushes by her, spilling its blood and organs everywhere.
It's only then I notice the rider is still on his horse, regarding us with shock and awe. I frown in annoyance, you'd think magic would be more normal with all the people running around who can do it, but regardless, I wave at him to get his attention.
"Ah!" He snaps out of his shock at the motion, then scrambles off his horse. "Um, uh... I'm called Raim, I'm a disciple of the Hated One... if, you know what that means at all..."
I frown, not having any clue what he means at all. What the hell is a disciple of the Hated One. I certainly don't remember teaching anyone anything worthwhile. Whatever. Not in my interest.
"Yeah, whatever. Look. Here isn't the place to talk, you think we could head to a shelter I built not to far from here?"
Raim nods, and we're off, Gilrenthal once again taking to the skies while Raim and I trudge along, hating life(at least, I do). It takes considerably long to get back to my little makeshift stone hut, but eventually we do and Raim immediately get way more excited than I think he reasonably should over someone I didn't expect him to get excited over.
Namely, the minute he spots Nina he goes into a little crazy.
"Ah! A member of the Islands, like mysef! I can't believe it, I've been lost in this desert for months, and it's been even longer since I met any of my fellows!" The runs up to Nina and grasps her hands, practically bouncing on his feet. "Do tell! Which Family are you from? The Beloved? The Engineer? Maybe the Hated One? Oh you can't begin to guess how happy this makes me feel!"
Nina goes into her own shock, eyes darting everywhere trying to find a way out of this. I personally don't blame her, he seems a little out of it, but I don't interject, wanting to see how she'll handle this as I settle myself in a corner and watch.
"Uh... um... I... I..."
"Ah, but it has been ages since I've seen anyone as beautiful as you. Do forgive me, but I can't seem to contain myself-"
The next moment, Raim is pressing his lips to Nina's, dragging her body as close to his as he can possibly get it. A second after that, the man has been slapped, hard, and a knife is pressed to his throat. Nina, obviously, did not take kindly to that at all.
"Do not touch me. I have pledged myself to my lo- Vati, and shall give myself to no other man."
Nina blushes heavily while saying this, but her determination doesn't dwindle, nor does she remove the knife from the man's throat.
"I apologize. I was not aware you were spoken for. Please forgive me."
Nina seems to accept this, and settles herself down next to me, arm linking itself with mine and head resting on my should. Isrenow takes the other side, somewhat forcefully, while Gilrenthal once again takes up watch in the skies above us. The man settles himself opposite me, rubbing his neck gently before addressing me.
"So. You are Vati I assume. Odd that you would have three wives. What are a man and three women doing all the way out here in the desert?"
"Two wives and an angel servant. What does anyone come into this desert for? I'm looking for the pit damned goblins."
"An angel... so that's an angel..." The man ponder that, glancing at the roof of the thing as if he could see beyond it, then shrugs it away. "Well, then, perhaps we can help each other out. You see, I'm a missionary of sorts, looking for others to join the Hated Ones church, and I seem to have ended up in this desert somehow... I have come into contact with the goblins numerous times, and I can help you get into contact with them, but in exchange, perhaps you'd be willing to let me travel with you awhile? I can't seem to find my way out of this desert on my own after all."
"Sure. Whatever. Just watch yourself. Nina is the least dangerous of the people here."
"Yes, I think... I think I got to witness a little of that... Well, moving on. Perhaps we should get to know each other a little more. I've pretty much told everything there is to know about myself, I was raised as a Disciple of the Hated One for most of my life, eventually came out here, but have never managed to make it back home. Ah... if you have any questions for me, please ask. Take your time. Immortals know I need some time to think up some good, and appropriate, questions about you lot."
The man descends into thought, and I let my boredom show as I wait. I know your there, WTJ. Got anything we want to ask this guy about?
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