Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628200351/@comment-24141785-20150706203510

"I don't know..." Kirsette mumbled, "Probably rot in prison."

She sighed, she missed her family. The thought of holding them in her arms made her upset and she tried to hold it back.

-

The group continued along the road, distraught with what had happened. Silssa was walking besides Kaloter, the altmer glaring ahead.

"You did the right thing." Silssa thanked, although her tone was cold and lost, "Your a good man."

Kaloter looked on ahead, scouting the area. Silssa didn't know him, no one did. He had done regrettable things, things that men would be hung for. Although he was idolized and admired in this group, he was nothing short of a monster.

Not everyone, however, appreciated him. Ka'jirr eyed him closely from behind, horrofied by the deaths of his friends. Kaloter sensed the Khajiit's sharp gaze pierce down his neck, fear pulsing in his neck.

''I've done things that no man would be proud of; things that didn't need to be done. These things still plague my mind every day...the fucking images...''

''Yet there is redemption. The gods call to me, even in this time of crisis. I've got a chance...a chance to be good. A chance to help those stripped of what they held dear. I won't stand around and watch as people suffer...they deserve better.''

Adraria kept a close position slightly behind Silssa, to her right. The imperial kept her mouth close, not saying a single word.

Dirt had fallen asleep, God was awake. The orc stood at the back, guarding the rest of the group. He made the occasional comment, to which Ka'jirr would snap. Eric didn't stray to far behind, close to Kaloter.

"This was once a busy road; travellers passing by." Adraria muttered, "Now...this is nothing more than a lonesome road."

Kaloter took these words in, this is what the world had become. The world was deprived; the once beautiful land had crumbled under the apocalypse. He thought back to the days, where he prayed to the gods.

This world is lost...

He encouraged them on, slicing any zombies in the way. The group continued along, watching the hanged corpses and walkers tied to trees.

I'm coming for you Rimalus...

-

Kaloter and the group had settled down, making a fire. God was on patrol, guarding the surrounding area. Ka'jirr had gone out hunting but hadn't returned.

"I hope Ka'jirr's okay..." Adraria muttered, "Bastard's a good friend."

The night wasn't as jolly as the last, there was no laughter and talk. The group huddled around the fire, keeping themselves quiet.

Silssa kept her mother's pendant in her hand, gripping it tightly. She turned to the hulking redguard, his armour shining in the fire's light.

"Hopefully we arrive at Bruma soon..." Eric commented, placing his hands near the fire, "Maybe find a civilisation. Or, if your friend is alive, we can start our own."

"Hope this friend of yours is worth two deaths..." Silssa remarked spitefully, glaring angrily at Kaloter. The redguard said nothing, turning back to Eric.

"In a few days." Kaloter replied, "I suspect in a few days."

The clouds covered the sky, hiding the stars. Although the group could not predict it; something was coming.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the night. Ravens flew away, their caws echoing. Kaloter stood up startled, that scream was familiar. Ka'jirr!

(A nice tune that fits perfectly with the mood: skip the song until

The redguard rushed towards the source, Eric close behind. The duo chased through the trees, hoping to find the source. Eric hoped Ka'jirr was okay, that he was not bitten.

The trees towered over them, the leaves swishing in the wind. The towering trees sent a fear down Eric's neck, his hairs prickling.

Before the breton could comprehend what happened, a firebolt exploded in his chest. He was hurled back, landing himself against a tree. Kaloter sprang over to him, crouching besides him.

"Are you okay?" Kaloter asked desperately, when he saw the breton nod he turned around "What the fuck was that?"

Within a moments notice, a figure tackled Kaloter. A hiss went down Kaloter's ears, piercing his nerves. The redguard flung the figure off, before gasping in disbelief.

"K-Ka'j-jirr?"

The khajiit fired a firebolt at Kaloter, the redguard dodging. Ka'jirr lunged towards Kaloter, slashing at him.

"You got Ukawi killed! You got Yivillia killed! This one cannot let you take more lives!"

The khajiit pushed the redguard to the ground, stabbing him in the chest with a dagger. Kaloter winced and threw the Khajiit off.

"Ukawi sacraficed himself for us!" The redguard tried to reason, "Yivillia just didn't make it..."

"Lies!" The khajiit seethed, "You got them killed. They would have survived if not for you."

The khajiit lunged again, hurling firebolts towards him. Kaloter managed to dodge one, the other scorching his arm.

''F-fuck! Gah-h!''

Eric watched, horrofied. He pulled himself up and tackled Ka'jirr from behind, slamming his face into the ground. Ka'jirr predicted this, however, and slashed the breton across his chest. He pushed him off, quickly regaining his footing.

Eric fell to his knees, severely weakened. Kaloter stood up, running over to his friend. The khajiit intercepted him, tripping him up and jumping on him. The redguard slashed him across the chest, losing his sword as a result.

Ka'jirr cried in pain but carried on the fight. He fired several firebolts, all of which hit Kaloter.

"Once you and your friend die Ka'jirr can manipulate the rest. They are hopeless now, with you. Ka'jirr will make sure he survives longer than anyone else."

Ka'jirr turned to the camp, firing several firebolts at them. The group were taken by surprise, unprepared for an attack. They split off, reaching for cover. Silssa was hit in the leg, the firebolt schorching her leg. God quickly ran after her, soaking up the fire. He lifted the teen up and ran to nearby cover, weakened by the firebolts. Ka'jirr smirked happily, knowing that one of them was injured.

"One down..." He chuckled. Eric lunged towards him, but Ka'jirr predicted this movement and sidestepped. The khajiit jumped on top of Eric, punching him across the face.

Blood ran down Eric's face, as the khajiit continuously slashed him with his claws. Kaloter watched, almost helplessly. He struggled to stand up, injured by the swiftness and cunning of the cat.

''He betrayed us...all of us. There is no hope for him now...I will make him pay.''

With one final push the redguard gained footing and charged towards the khajiit, whom was unaware of Kaloter. When Ka'jirr finally noticed it was too late...

Kaloter sent a lightning bolt through the khajiit's chest, penetrating his lungs. The khajiit wheezed before being hit by another lightning bolt, this time in the right shoulder. Ka'jirr struggled to stand, comprehend what was happening. He eyed down the redguard, whom was glaring at him.

"For them..." Kaloter charged, tackling the khajiit. He managed to send his spiked gauntlet down Ka'jirr's throat, blood bubbling. The khajiit's knife went through Kaloter's armour, the redguard wincing. Kaloter pushed himself off Ka'jirr, the knife coming out of his chest. He rolled besides the dead khajiit, staring up into the sky.