Servant of Loki

[Urgat Rip-Eye]

Servant of Loki.


We does not remember when it was. We does not remember when the call came. But come it did, and obey we must.

No resisting, no reason, no hoping.

We hears only the eternal laughing.

We sees only the cloak of darkness.

And we kills only in the name of the shadowed one.

Sitting we are now, watching them move as we thinks about what to write in our journal. So when we dies and goes to Hel’s breast, the family, it will know why we do, what we do. We watches the unknown ones, they are running… running down from the keep, they runs to help their allies.

I pick one out. We thinks it is thin and young. Even younger than we are. We watches as it trails behind, it’s eyes dart about. We knows it is nervous. It is right to be, already have six of their kind fallen before me.

We wonders why. Why must we end it’s life? Why must our axes find it’s throat?

We can choose not to… can’t we? We can say… “No! We will not kill strangers for no reason other than they are different”

<Sigh> No… we can not. We must do this.

The calling, the bid to join the ranks of the shadows and strike terror into the hearts of the enemies is too strong, we can not, no…dare not resist the Loki’s Will. So we moves.

Mind, body, blades, and shadows… all, they are one. One within us as we follow the young one. We wonders has it family? A lover? What does it enjoy? What does it fear? Will it be missed when it’s cold dead body lies in a pool of red blood?

We does not know, and we never will, it’s allies are busy, it stands alone,

Mind, Body, Blades, and shadow, strike as one…

And then are gone.

- Bannana Head, Servant of Loki

 

[Urgat Rip-Eye]

Reposted for Shifter.

/hug

 

[old.Jeriraa]

Re: Re: Servant of Loki

Originally posted by Urgat Rip-Eye
Reposted for Shifter.

/hug

Its Shoeffer if I think.

 

[Roo Stercogburn]

I think you'll find its spelled Shuffler.

Edit: C'mon Urgy, enough preamble, where's the meat?

 

[Cyradix]

I thought it was "Shafter" actually....

 

[Roo Stercogburn]

No, thats his second cousin on his mother's side.

 

[Urgat Rip-Eye]

Next Part

Next part.

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It was clear that the elder was most displeased. Since her disappearance nearly 25 seasons ago, the young female known as Bannana had been high on the council’s list of priorities. The theft of a token of Loki could not go unpunished, and a false claim to the path of shadows was the final straw.

The Head family were known for there arrogance and disobedience, but this time they had gone too far. Not one of them had volunteered information on Bannana’s whereabouts. Since the information could not be forced out of them, the hunt had begun, and Bannana Head was a wanted Kobold.

A great deal of the Elder’s displeasure stemmed from the stream of false sightings and rumours of the wayward female’s location. A report came in, scouts were sent, and they arrived, only to find nothing… or ambiguous testimony from shaky witnesses.

And so yet another gathering had been called, wherein discussion on how to handle the situation had resumed once more.

“The last sighting… it was where?” asked the elder in a somewhat strained tone.
“The last report, it was said the outcast was seen in Muspelhiem, slaying the undying skeletons along side other young Midgardians” offered a young hunter of the Darktyde clan. “But the scouts… we arrived, and there was nothing, only fire and giants”
“Bah!” yelled the elder “The scouts, they will all keep looking, we will ALL keep looking, we wants the Bannana, alive, or dead if need be…”

There was a disturbance behind the circle of kobolds. Walking up the side of the hill was a troll, flanked by several Kobolds. As the group advanced, the gathered council members parted to allow them to walk into the centre of the Skona stone circle

“Wiv due respect Elder… Fer yer sake… it ‘ad best be Alive” Rumbled the troll.

A shocked murmur worked its way around the council. And several of the blueskins drew weapons in anger.

“Who is this troll? To come here, and give orders to kobolds?” asked a voice
“This is the Urgat, of Clan Rip-Eye, Hand of Ymir, and honoured friend to the Head Family” Replied a kobold stood by the side of the troll. “And it is correct… the Bannana, should it be found, will NOT be harmed” It continued “Lest the head family extract payment for the transgression”

With that declaration came a tirade of shouts and threats from the council members, already several were advancing upon the newcomers.

The kobolds by the Troll’s side took up defensive postures, two of them were surrounded by skeletal warriors, the Dread Commanders slowly unsheathed there axes as there grinning fleshless faces glared at the approaching kobolds. Another, watched intently, wisps of green energy playing about its feet and hands, and the others all drew their own weapons. Spear, bow, hammer, axe and shield. The head Family had come in force.

“Please!” asked Urgat, with arms raised “Put weapons away, we came only to make sure little Bannana was not unjustly represented. To give leeway to kill… is wrong, surely you all see this? Whether what is said about her is true or not… a trial is her right, this is according to old Clan law… yes?”

The two sides paused. Tensions were high, and the uneasy stand off could easily explode at any second. Finally the elder sighed and spoke.

“The Urgat is correct. The banana will not be harmed, but it WILL be found, and tried for its crimes”
“This is all we ask… thank you most learned one, we will leave you to your discussions” Answered Urgat.

As the old troll motioned for the Head’s to follow him, he spoke to one of his closest friends. “You think they find her?”
Carrot smiled for a second then answered… “Only if she wants them to Urgie… only if she wants them to”

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[Cap'n Sissyfoo]

You should be given your own forum. This is good stuff.

 

[Urgat Rip-Eye]

Part 3

“Now!” screamed the skald leading the charge. “For Bragi and Midgard!”

The host charged down the hill from the keep. They were met by a wall of steel. Norse, Dwarf, Troll and Kobold flung themselves at the besieging forces of Albion. The rhythmic thumping of Onager counterweights dropping signalled the Siege weapon bombardment was also underway.

Bannana Edged forwards slowly, careful to keep to her concealment. She looked to her right; she was level with the front line of Albions. Several of her comrades, along with her had started to move minutes before the charge had been announced. Their targets were the healers and mages behind the plate steel front line of the Albion force. She cut diagonally towards them now. Making mental notes on which of the humans were doing what.

The blockade had to be broken, there were more of them besieging the Keep on the central island, and the Midgardians there needed help, something they could not get as long as reinforcements were trapped in the portal keep by this army.

A flicker of movement caught Bannana’s eye, she spun left only to find a grinning Kobold staring at her.

“The Zap… it must not do this! We nearly soils our armour!” She whispered.
“Heh… sorry Ban… seems we had the same idea… no?” replied Zap, a fellow shadowblade.
“It seems so… There… the healer… ‘Clerics’ the humans call them… we hits it together… come”

The two moved towards the target. A tall Human dressed in Chain armour of some sort. Periodically he wove magic about him, healing the wounded, and even occasionally bringing the near dead back from the edge. He was stood amongst a moderately sized group of Enemies. It would be difficult, but not impossible to get to him. A combined strike was the best idea… hanging round to finish of a target was out of the question… precision and speed was required in this situation.

“It is ready?” Whispered Bannana
“Yes” came the simply reply

The two assassins edged forwards, weaving a path through sitting and moving humans… closer, and closer. The cleric was in the middle of casting when it happened.

“Now” she whispered

Bannana burst from her concealment, her hands reaching for her axes. Smoothly they were drawn, the motion used to pull them free was turned into a strike, and both bit deep into the throat of the cleric. At the same time, Zap launched himself forwards, his great sword plunging deep into the hole made by Bannana.

Bannana hadn’t even paused to check her work… she had continued her pounce past the Cleric and was now sprinting away as fast as her legs could carry her. The pounding of feet just behind her told her Zap had done the same. Her heart was racing… she needed to calm herself… stop the adrenalin, and focus again. Focus on the shadows… focus on Loki’s cold embrace.

Not even she could explain it. And she walked the path. How could one ‘hide’ in plain sight of someone? How could one simply disappear into thin air whilst being watched? In truth she wasn’t sure how it worked. What she did know, was that she needed to concentrate. By thinking about the shadow lord, she could focus, and draw the darkness to her and cover herself in a blanket of shadows that confused others into believing she was not there. Loki’s will ensured they saw nothing where something was. But it was impossible to focus enough whilst in combat, or just after, when emotions were running high. Bannana glanced behind as she sprinted… she was being chased, and they were gaining. The stalled reactions of the gathered Albions were being made up for by one of their accursed drum playing minstrels. She breathed deeply and closed her eyes as she ran.

“Loki Take Us”
“Loki Take us”
“Loki Take us”

She whispered to herself over and over. Blocking the image of being caught, she concentrated, felt the shadows close, and then finally felt the Shadow lord’s embrace.

The young Shadowblade let her breath out slowly, and changed direction, a right angle to her previous trajectory. Although Loki’s magic clouded other’s minds, very close proximity of another was often enough to allow them to see through the shadow, best to move away.

Zap was not to be seen, good, he had recovered the shadows too.

Bannana smiled, and turned back towards the Albion support, she was sure Zap would do the same.

“This was gong to be messy.” She thought to herself as she re-applied poison to her weapons.

 

[Serbitar]

such a good rp thread and you had to spoil it by taking the name 'bannana head' ^^

Nice work though mate keep it up

 

[Urgat Rip-Eye]

Heh...

There are a whole load of midgard kobolds on prydwen named "Something" Head.

Carrot
Rubarb
Oniony

etc etc etc

Think of them as nicknames given to them by other characters... we do.