Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628200351/@comment-24141785-20150704152942

Kaloter and the rest of the group were tired. They had been travelling for hours and were barely managing to keep it together.

The altmer, Yivillia, had to rest over Dirt's shoulders: the orc didn't mind. Everyone grew weary and hope seemed so far away.

"We have to keep going..." Kaloter muttered, "We can make it there in a few days."

"Kaloter." Eric started, walking besides the redguard, "...We have to stop."

The group respected Kaloter, his decisions and actions were considered reasonable. Eric was the only person to confront his choices, although the glare from the redguard told him that he knew where they were going.

"We can't." Kaloter muttered, "Applewatch is only days away."

Eric clenched his teeth, "10 days away... Kal, we can't keep going like this. Yivillia is getting sick and her daughter certainly won't last for too long in our current state."

The redguard sighed, "But what if we are nearing Rimalus."

Suddenly, the breton clenched his fists. "You tell me were heading this fucking way because you care about your stupid friend! Your putting our fucking lives at stake!"

The breton was about to drew his weapon, but Adraria quickly stopped him. "You should be thankful that he saved us!"

The breton shrugged her off, walking back to the end of the group. The imperial walked besides Kaloter, her bow ready.

"This is very dangerous..." Adraria commented, "Going after someone who might be dead. Maybe we should stop Kal? Setup camp first before we go after him?"

Kaloter shook his head, "He would have done the same for me; I know it." He turned to the imperial, sighing "You think this is a bad idea?"

Adraria thought over the question, staying silent for a moment. "More members would help...but we don't even know if he is alive? And if you say he is as good as he is I think we can survive longer."

Kaloter nodded, thankful that she agreed with his idea. He continued walking on, glancing throughout the group members.

I'll find you Rimalus...

-

The group camped out for the night, nestled in the woods. They have slept for about 5 hours, each person taking their turn. Dawn was coming and they were feeding off the animals that Ka'jirr had caught; as Adraria was too tired to hunt.

"Where did you come from, Kal?" Ka'jirr asked, "Ka'jirr is curious."

"I came from the Church of Arkay." Kaloter started, "My mother and father were both worshippers; priests. Unlike myself the rest of the priests were weak, often extorted of money. Sometimes the bandits would take one of us as payment; the priests just watching. They kept extorting until I flipped out...I..."

The redguard sighed, "I blew a hole in his fucking head. Soon after the rest of his crew retreated, ran away. Even though I did the church a favour the bastards banished me; left me to die in the wilderness."

"What happened after?" Dirt urged on, curious about the redguard.

"After that I got myself back on my feet and lived a nomadic life." Kaloter replied, hiding some 'unimportant' details; like his family and the massacre.

"I grew up in Sentinel in Hammerfell, abandoned by my parents." Adraria murmured, "Or at least that is what I was told... When I reached of the right age I became a monster hunter. I tracked down and killed creatures that threatenend and in return I was handsomely paid. This continued for several years until I eventually joined the Legion.

"Then this happened and shit went all wrong..." Adraria finished, taking a bite out of the venison. Vivillia was sleeping, surprisingly not hungry.

"Dirt cannot remember his past life..." The orc started, "Maybe he knows."

Kaloter looked at Dirt with confusion, wondering what he was talking about. "Someone here knows?"

"Oh no..." Dirt explained, "God. He talks to me in my head. I try to make him go away, hurt myself so he goes. But God won't go, he just stays right here."

Kaloter felt the hairs behind his neck prickle. If Dirt was truely insane they couldn't trust him.

"When I sleep God comes out..." Dirt stuttered, "But Dirt doesn't want God to come out. Dirt wants to stay here, with friends."

Kaloter hushed the orc, putting a finger over his lips, "I want to see this God..."

"God wants to come out...I want to speak with you-...Dirt just wants to feel peac-...Command the beast to slee-...Dirt wants voices gone!"

Kaloter watched in horror as the orc struggled emotionally. Kaloter was conflicted with what to do, the group taking steps back.

"Go-..Dirt. You trust me right? Go to sleep..." The redguard murmured, nerves in his voice.

Dirt nodded, "Dirt...Dirt will follow your c-command."

The orc looked down, his eyes closing. They quickly opened again, however, and the orc looked up to Kaloter.

"So you've seen what we are?" God muttered, "The monster we are..."

Kaloter took a few steps back, utterly confused by what has happened to the friendly, jolly orc they knew earlier. God twitched his head, almost if he had been out of the body.

"I guard over Dirt." God started, "Protect him. You want nothing more than to find your old friend, not caring about us...Am I right?"

Kaloter shook his head, "I'd rather leave Rimalus then risk your lives!"

"Lies..." God calmy replied, "Your false accusations are falling upon deceitful ears. You hope that once you reach Rimalus you can dispose of us...like trash."

Kaloter glared at the orc, "I didn't have to save any of you back there but I did...I'm not exactly going to leave you now, after what you did for me. I bet Dirt would agree with me..."

"Dirt is asleep now, safe from this." God glared back, not taking his eye off Kaloter, "I would not expect him to disagree with you; he is obidient, almost like a dog."

Kaloter sighed, keeping his glare "What do you want with me then?"

God relaxed, still looking at Kaloter "I want to know the truth...I want to know why you are helping us."

Eric went in to argue but Kaloter stopped him, "Because you are my allies. Without you I would've died back at the city. You're all that I have now; we have to keep that together. We cannot hide things..."

"Yet you hide your own secrets..."

Kaloter gasped, how did this 'thing' know he hid something. The redguard sharply glared at God, clenching his fists.

"We all have secrets..." Ka'jirr added, "Nothing to be shamed of."

"Unless your secrets are his..."

"Enough!"

Kaloter stood up, keeping his eyes fixated on God. "You know nothing about me. How can you accuse me of such shit!"

God was about to argue when they suddenly heard a growl near them. ''Shit! Walkers are here...''

"Eric, God, with me now!"

The redguard, followed by Eric and God, charged towards the source of the sound. They eventually came to a building, a figure tied to a tree.

"Stay here." The redguard ordered, Eric and God obeying. Kaloter stalked towards the figure before seeing the zombie in blue robes.

The creature had an intact face, almost retaining the face of the man before he turned; except for the dead eyes. Kaloter knew he recognized that face from days ago and suddenly gasped in realisation.

"J-Jiv..." Kaloter stuttered, "That must mean that...Rimalus..."

The redguard stood up, ordering God and Eric to rally everyone up. Kaloter didn't know how long Jiv had been one of them, but it must have been at least 5-6 hours ago.

"Everyone! We have to keep moving..." Kaloter barked, "Dawn is here!"

Kaloter turned to the sun, watching it slowly rise above the trees. He laughed, a smile growing on his face.

Here I come Rimalus...