Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628200351/@comment-24141785-20150710170358

(They came from Fort Caractacus.)

Kirsette went to her room, closing the door behind her. She stripped off her armor, leaving her in a grey shirt.

"Haven't felt this comfortable in fucking days..." She murmured happily, laying back on her bed. Hopefully things change...

Otherwise we have to change it ourselves.

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The group were stationed down the road, defending themselves from the large horde. It was larger than Kaloter had ever seen, around 50 dead. They made sure to keep their distance from them, but it seemed they were slowly closing in. Scouts from Bleaker's Way were firing arrows from the distance, hoping to take their bodies.

It wasn't long before eventually the zombies soon caught up. The redguard knew they wouldn't last...but Bleaker's Way would have useful supplies.

"We have to go!" The redguard barked, leading the group towards the forests. Some of the large horde directed their attention to the scouts, whom started running towards the group.

Kaloter and the others swiftly slipped in and out of the trees, hoping to avoid and confuse the dead. Fucking hell...We can't be done for...

As they ran through the forests, more and more dead dropped off their trail. The redguard glanced back every once in a while, each time zombies dropping off.

''I should have stayed; raided Bleaker's Way. That might have been our only chance for a shitload of supplies...Fuck!''

The group stopped once the dead were away, Kaloter checked on everyone, making sure they were okay. He turned to Silssa, the altmer girl looking around.

"Silssa." The altmer girl turned to Kaloter, "We will be okay." The redguard murmured. She nodded, continuing to look around.

Suddenly, an arrow struck through Silssa's chest. She let out a bloodcurdling scream, collapsing to the ground...

...

Kaloter's eyes widened, quickly rushing to the altmer's side.

No...Don't you fucking dare!

He knelt besides her, looking around for danger. Eric charged at the archer; enraged. Adraria and Dirt gathered around Silssa, protecting her from any attacks.

The redguard looked down on Silssa, the young girl's terrified face. He tried to calm her, gripping her hand tightly. He tried to keep it together, making sure

"Don't let go..." Kaloter murmured, "This will hurt."

The girl nodded, holding his hand. He pulled the arrow out, letting the altmer scream in pain.

"S-shus-sh..." Kaloter whispered, "It's g-going to be okay. Your going to live a long prosperous life; see the world."

He lifted Silssa up, carrying her in his arms. He ordered the others to back off, waiting for Eric. He eventually appeared with blood stained on his body, a head in his hands.

The breton said nothing, throwing the head in front of him. Kaloter sighed before ordering everyone further into the woods. Arrows came flying soon after, more scouts returning.

"Keep going!" He yelled, trying to keep himself from collapsing.

''I told her she'll be okay... that she would make it through this.''

Flashbacks started popping in his head, flashbacks of his former family.

''No...I can't lose another...not now. Not after everything we went through.''

Kaloter felt the blood trickle down his shoulder, Silssa quietly crying to herself. The redguard pushed on, tired as he may be.

...N-no.

An arrow pierced through his left leg, nearly making him trip. The redguard winced, keeping himself together.

''Not like this... Divines; at least spare the girl.''

He continued onwards, Eric and Adraria giving support. Dirt was clearing the way ahead, toppling any small trees.



''Kaloter looked around; he was sitting atop a hill. He looked over the countryside of Cyrodil, the sun setting in the horizon.''

"Dad..."

''Kaloter turned around, her daughter standing in front of his eyes. He felt a tear run down his eye, trying to not cry.''

''"Why don't you play with us? Mommy wants you to join our game." The mother, Kaloter's wife, stood there besides her daughter, gazing happily at Kaloter.''

The redguard stood up, shaking his head, "I c-can't..."

"Kal..."

''The woman padded over to Kaloter, stroking his cheek. "Why don't you join us? Don't you love me anymore...?"''

''Kaloter sighed, "After what you did I cannot forgive you." He raised his hand, almost ready to slap her. "What you did to her..."''

''"We have to please the Divines..." The woman soothed, "Make sure they are happy."''

''"And sacraficing our own fucking daughter was your idea!" He pushed her back, glaring angrily and upset, "You got caught up in your own fucking world!"''

''"There was a future for us outside your world..." She murmured, "It was plagued with war, destruction & death."''

''The world started flashing, glitching out. Everything became distorted, horrofying. Kaloter clutched his head in his hands, shaking his heads.''

"Go! I don't want to die..."

The world around him darkened and the final thing he saw was his wife attacking his daughter.

*

Kaloter shook his head, continuing to jog. He had been running the entire time while the hallucination happened. Dirt shoved anything in his way, making sure he was okay. Kaloter was bleeding and started to breath heavily.

He saw a little light ahead, occasionally disappearing. He started to pick up the pace, running faster. It seemed he was near a ruin, appearing Ayleid.

Adraria and Eric prepared for a fight, Dirt too busy with guarding the group. Kaloter limped towards the light, readying a lightning bolt. He eventually changed into a walk, charging the spell.

They might be bandits...enemies...

The redguard winced, almost letting out a cry of pain. He took a deep breath, drawing his sword in his right hand. Suddenly, he heard a twig crack and he felt panicked.

"Who the fuck is there?" He snarled, not bothering to sneak up on the supposed residents.