| Moulder Trouble; A DeVreekz Short | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: 15th May 2007 - 05:27 PM (241 Views) | |
| Azhtabak | 15th May 2007 - 05:27 PM Post #1 |
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Packlord Azhtabak
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Hope you like this Just the one, this time - no sequel. Though there will be another DeVreekz story coming, obviously - just not a direct follow up, though he will have to deal with the briefly-mentioned orc.“So-so, after I-I skilfully used the brass orb to destroy-kill the coven, seeing-seeing that the vampire took-took strength from it, I kill-killed him by using a clever-clever trap.” DeVreekz finished his report and rose. Warlord Azhtabak nodded. “Good-good. You have done well. I will have another job for you soon. The orc warlord bloodskull is g-” the warlord was cut off by a squeaking from within a glass ball near his hand. A skaven face materialised within it. “Master-Master! Great Warlord! A disturbance in the pitfighting area! One of moulder Skritch-Skritch’s beasts has broken loose and is-” the face vanished suddenly with a pop and a scream. Azhtabak turned, his mechanical eye swivelling to focus on DeVreekz. “Deal with it.” DeVreekz nodded, wrapped his new cloak around himself, and vanished. The world blurred around DeVreekz as he switched between the planes of existence. Stepping forward, he released the ex-vampire’s cloak and dropped lightly onto the roof of an empty cage near the pitfighting arena. Through the sunless gloom, DeVreekz spotted Skritch-Skritch’s beast. A massive manticore with twelve spider arms sprouting from its back stalked through the market, scattering stalls and skaven with sweeps of its massive limbs. Spotting a procession leading out another beast, it spread its wings and roared a challenge. The answering beast, a six-armed rat ogre covered in swords and blades, roared in response, tearing free of its chain and charging towards the manticore. DeVreekz watched carefully. This would be his best chance to attack. With any luck, the ogre-beast would severely weaken or kill the manticore, and then DeVreekz could quickly mop up the resulting mess. Suddenly, he sprang forward towards the manticore’s back, his blades flashing. The manticore leapt forwards faster, using its wings to land behind the other beast. In seconds, it gathered it up the beast in its limbs and hurled it away from it. DeVreekz came to his feet just in time to see the beast flying towards him. “Bugger-bugger!” He squeaked, before the massive rat ogre smacked into him, ploughing him into the dirt wall opposite, which collapsed under the weight. DeVreekz clawed his way out from under the rubble, groaning. A quick check of the creature revealed it to be unconscious - so much for that plan. The manticore stalked across the floor, its spider arms arching over it. DeVreekz unsheathed his weeping blades and leapt. The manticore’s spider arms lashed out, but this time DeVreekz was prepared. Concentrating, he melded into his cloak, passing through the manticore. On the other side, he quickly swivelled and struck, his weeping blades plunging deep into the manticore’s back. The manticore screamed and writhed, thrashing wildly, but DeVreekz hung on. The spider arms reached round to the back to try and claw him off, but DeVreekz simply clawed his way higher, into the hollow of the manticore’s neck, causing it to scream in pain again. Suddenly, it charged backwards, slamming into the solid rock face. DeVreekz groaned and slipped downwards. The manticore slammed him into the wall again. He fell off. The manticore bent down and swallowed DeVreekz with a gulp. It turned and stalked off towards a group of cowering moulder-rats, its spider arms twitching in expectation. Suddenly it shuddered, moaning and clutching its stomach. DeVreekz burst out of the chest, blades waving. The manticore collapsed, dead. He got to his feet and wiped digestive juices from himself - though his cloak seemed oddly clean. A fat master moulder burst through the gathering crowd, running over to DeVreekz and the dead manticore. “That was my Darkclaw! I demand repayment!” DeVreekz turned and replied. “Moulder Skritch-Skritch, I assume? Offer-offer refused.” DeVreekz grinned, showing his fangs, and turned to leave. Skritch-Skritch picked up a rock and hurled it at the back of DeVreekz’ head. DeVreekz blurred as he dodged the rock, drawing and throwing a star in the same motion. It lodged in Skritch-Skritch’s throat, who fell to the floor, gasping. DeVreekz gathered his cloak about him and vanished, leaving only a trail of manticore stomach behind him. |
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| Morgoth | 16th May 2007 - 06:19 AM Post #2 |
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The Ancient Evil
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"Rats in Black" How appropriate I like that DeVreekz character. |
Greetings from Morgoth Mostly Clan Eshin, occasionally Clan Husk.Proud keeper of the Poking Stick of Doom, known to many a RPG-player ![]()
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| Azhtabak | 16th May 2007 - 06:30 AM Post #3 |
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Packlord Azhtabak
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Thanks ![]() And to anyone who can see where the name comes from, you can guess at what's going to happen to him - eventually, anyway. |
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| Plagress | 16th May 2007 - 12:59 PM Post #4 |
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He is either one of the luckiest things alive or he has some inner skill that comes out when he is about to die. Good read I almost feel sorry for what he has to go through. I mean getting eaten, oay -_-. Hope the adventures of DeVreekz continue.
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| SneakyRodent | 16th May 2007 - 01:08 PM Post #5 |
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Claws of the Horned One founder member
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Indeed, once again short, punchy and very much fun. Good work numerouno! |
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| Azhtabak | 16th May 2007 - 02:48 PM Post #6 |
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Packlord Azhtabak
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Thanks. Nice to know people enjoy my works
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| Azhtabak | 16th May 2007 - 03:41 PM Post #7 |
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Another sneek-peek! At the next full DeVreekz story, this time dealing with orcs. And this time there's no handy brass-orb-in-the-pocket to save him ![]() DeVreekz sprinted towards the orc encampment, his ratty footfalls light and soundless. The giant guarding the camp looked back and forth stupidly, tossing his club in the air. It fell back down and hit him on the head, dazing him Quickly, DeVreekz darted under the giant, leaping upwards to grab the loincloth. He span round it once, before swinging himself off it and into the camp, over the wooden palisade surrounding it. The giant turned round with a confused “Gwuh?” but DeVreekz was already gone. He quickly scaled down the side of the wooden palisade, crouching at the bottom and scanning the area to assess the situation. On his left, a group of goblin archers drilled relentlessly, while on his right, a battalion of metal-clad orc warriors marched back and forth, banging their shields and shouting a battle cry. The wind carried it to DeVreekz’ ears. “Ah dun know but ah’ve bin shoutid ‘at, cleanin’ bogz is really borin’!” Unusual for orcs, though DeVreekz. Far too organised. Something bigger was at work here. Machinations far beyond the orcs’ understandings were at play. |
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Just the one, this time - no sequel. Though there will be another DeVreekz story coming, obviously - just not a direct follow up, though he will have to deal with the briefly-mentioned orc.




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