| Merthak's Fate; A cliffhanger resolved | |
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| Lt Merthak | 23rd May 2007 - 08:25 PM Post #1 |
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Just a quick short story to show what happened to the hapless soldier Merthak after the Battle of Zettibet. To understand what's going on, read THIS: http://underempire.net/index.php?showtopic=19104 Merthak twisted and tossed, shaking out the pain, energy draining from his limbs along with lukewarm ichor. His friends' concerned voices burned in his skull; the clanrat began to lie still. Tiredness took him over and he relaxed. Maybe death wasn't so bad. It was the fate of an ordinary rat to die. He was no miracle-performing hero. He was just Merthak. Just a clanrat. "Just a pawn." Merthak twitched. The voices were returning, irritating him... pain coming back... "...should have threatened him-him at swordpoint." "I would have but there were-were some shifty rats in that bar. I shouldn't have risk-risked it." "No." "Ahrithak, look-look. He's waking up." Merthak blinked. He was in a large, dark, comfortable tent, with a blanket covering him up to his waist. Ahrithak and a rat he recognised as Ahrithak's cousin Gabbaskitch were sitting next to him. Gabb was famous for being too drunk to care how the battle was going. "By the Horned One, I'm alive!" Exclaimed the young soldier. Ahrithak nodded. "Lots-lots of blood loss but we got-got you to the infirmary in the end." Ahrithak helped him stagger up. "We won," grinned Gabb, "and it's a few hours til the victory celebrations. Thank god that musician got you to the medic-medics." Gabb's smile widened. "I drank ten pints of Skavenade last night, think what might happen tonight." Merthak couldn't help his face splitting in a smile too. The camp celebrations began well enough. Skaven merrily ate, drank and talked about how many enemy clanrats they impaled or the breeders back home, and Merthak joined in heartily. As more drink began to flow he slipped away back to the four-man tent he shared with Ahrithak and a pair of other rats. He sat thoughtfully considering his near-death experience. Strangely he felt better for it. He could not remember the battle well; only killing many and then the sharp stab that almost made him a stain on the ground of the caverns outside Zettibet. "Just a pawn." Who had said that? Was he just ordinary? He had just cheated death. Was he marked by the Horned Rat for something more than this? He could only imagine. Then another voice came back to him. "This is my nephew? Ahhhh. A perk-perky ratspawn I see." He had been told he had uncles, but had never met any. He had signed up for the army too early. Maybe one day when he got home he would find out more. "Well-well," sighed Merthak. "May as well start enjoy-enjoying myself." And he marched out towards the campfires to get some proper drinking done. Any comments? Anyone? No? Darn. Must get people to read more fluff. Comments? Please? |
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| Plagress | 24th May 2007 - 01:50 PM Post #2 |
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Your right. It is a cliff hanger. But so far it is an interesting read. Mutate: Hope to find out what comes next. |
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