Gawyn's Horus stories

[Orimae]

Originally Posted by The-Irish-Sniper

".......and then Captain Nintendo came outa no where and hit Scias for a Critical hit of 879 damage and an Ensaring arrow of 742 Damage.Scias Fell to the ground in sheer astonishment"

You talk to gelfs!!! while fighting with us Capt????!!! for shame :P


but yeah , really nice stories there gawyn, keep em coming, but i swear, one more haggis reference and im reporting you :P

[Dannboy]

Make a story that includes me!!
Look what I can do ^^

[_Enio_]

Originally Posted by Gawyn_Trakkand

I'll see what i can do on a series of stories :P

Woot
Great news!

[mbyeah]

WOW Great work

Go on Gawyn




Beijing

[Threno]

As I've already told you, they just keep getting better ^^

Gratz dude.

[survive]

are you sure you havent met Arcan?
you nailed hi perfectly

great stories, keep em coming... if you need chars, feel free to use my barb 'Rumple Foreskin', while not formidable yet, you can make him the bastard in the story (after all he is one, Pack of Bastards, FTW) and his name lends to some great antidotes... just remember it is not Wrinkled, just slightly Rumpled

[Mals]

They are excellent stories indeed! I liked all of them very much till now

Keep on the good work

[Gawyn_Trakkand]

Ok guys here's the second part of this story no idea how many i'm going to do :P Glad you all like them.

The last thing Klutu remembered before passing out was being dragged along the floor by his foot by the Utghar.

Arcan was walking along, the blizzard had died now and a dense mist had replaced it. He walked through the forest now leading toward the realm gate. Dragging the nearly dead lump unceremoniously by the foot, not looking back whenever he heard a thunk or a snap.
'damned barbarian couldn't even kill a noob knight now I got to drag his ass through the god-damned fore.... damn'

'damn indeed goat, put Slayer of Light down or I'll put this arrow through your ears..... not that I think it'll do much good'
Hunthor had his bow drawn and press to the temple of Arcan Heartsfang. Others appeared from the mist suddenly Rapidshot, Kacper, Braveheart, Gwynavere and Fleetfoot all surrounded Arcan each with their bow raised
'Slayer of Light eh.... the fellow told me that his name was Klutu well fuck that then I'm not getting killed for a fucking green'
Gwynavere spoke 'We have you now Arcan what makes you think we're going to let you go your death would be good for Syrtis'
Arcan looked around the hunters had moved in closer each had their arrow at his neck, if even one let go he would be a mess of fur and blood. Kicking and thrashing out of this world a bit like how he came into it but without the arrow through the neck. Something interesting caught Arcans eye Fleetfoot was carrying the Knight from earlier on his back.

'I thought I killed that guy earlier, he was trying to kill this one' Arcan gestured towards klutu.
If the hunters where shocked they hid it well. none of them flickered in their movement. Arcan tried stalling for time
'drink?....'
Rapidshot spoke up
'no thanks the goat stuff tastes like crap'
Arcan Gaped a second
'excuse me... oh no you did not just go there.'

Arcan grinned and stopped himself laughing, obviously elf hearing wasn't as good as Utghar. He could hear a bow string stretch and not just any bow this was a serious piece of equipment. He could tell by the strain in the string.
'about fucking time'
An instant later an arrow pierced through the tree and hit Hunthor in the chest another came from the shadow and hit Kacper in the knee.
In the moment of distraction Arcan cast a spell, giant green skulls came from out of no where hitting the hunters around him pinning them to the floor. Arcan used the chance to run grabbing the nearly dead Slayer of Light/Klutu whoever he was he had some explaining to do.
The hunters vanished into thin air braveheart had hunthor supported by one arm and kacper limped badly.

Arcan ran a few metres and two humans joined his flank. Enio and Compost where probably 2 of the best archers in Alsius, no one hit harder than Enio with a bow, as the tree found out. Compost on the other hand was a master of distraction and frustration and wore his prey down. Enio spoke first
'What the hell was that about Arcan!'
'Someone spilt my drink' Arcan replied in a flat tone

they carried on toward the gate compost disappearing into the forest and reappearing bringing back reports.
'the elves have left it seems clear to the gate'
Arcan was carrying the barbarian now and out of the fog they could make out the towering structure of Alsius great wall. Enio called for the gates to be opened and the guards in front waved a few hand motions and mages on either side grabbed the gate with unseen forces from their staves and pulled the gates slowly opened and the trio walked through Enio spoke first.
'He needs a conjurer quickly he wont last much longer'
'who do we take him to? most conjurers have gone the way of dealing death not healing it' Compost replied
Arcan thought a few seconds 'hmm give me a moment to think.... what about Po'
Enio and Compost both looked at each other then at Arcan with blank stares
'Seriously dude. what did he do to you?'
giving them both a sidelong look Arcan replied
'I told you he spilt my drink, Po isn't that bad'
Compost chuckled
'oh yeah well asdf used to be a nordo before Po got hold of him.'
Enio came into this too
'I remember when Lumi was a hot chick with a nice personality. Then Po came and "fixed her".'
Arcan looked at them both
'well do you have anyone else in mind we can reach before he dies? besides he's already a short ass I'm sure Po wont do anything to him'
Enio and Compost looked at each other again and sighed.
'He's gonna be pissed when he wakes up'

Klutu woke in a warm bed and a fire by his bedside, a wolf skin rug wrapped around him. he felt at his stomach and felt nothing. He peeled back the covers and found himself naked, there was a long thin scar where Gawyn had stabbed him. the door opened and in walked a man in a long white robe and pointed hat. they stared at each other for a couple of seconds and the man spoke.
'er... Dude I know it's cold but seriously'
Klutu grasped at his blankets covering himself up
'it's not the size of your sword its what you do with it'
'yeah.... sure, I'm Po'
'my name is Klutu. How long have I been here'
Po breathed through his teeth, like a blacksmith making an estimate on how much shoeing your horse is gonna cost ya.
'about 1 year 3 months and 2days. Seems when Arcan dragged you here, I mean literally I found a branch in your wound, you must have been knocked into a coma'
Klutu pondered this he remembered the fight between him and Gawyn
'Gawyn, do you have any news on him'
Po breathed through his teeth and tapped his chin
'cant say as I have.... Oh wait tall guy red hair bright green armour?'
'yes that's him'
'nah not heard anything, anyway you seem to be OK now I'll get Arcan he's taking responsibility for you.'
Klutu lay in his bed and relaxed. Next thing he knew a voice came from the doorway

'you owe me a drink.'
Arcan bowed through the doorway.
'I'm going to ask you this once again What is your name? dependant on your answer is whether I'm going to turn you into a ton of ashes where you lie'
Klutu thought on this.
'I was known as Slayer of Light, my name is Klutu I came to Alsius to fight against Syrtis and Ignis I grew tired of the whining in Syrtis and how they didn't form up for fights I wanted something new'
Arcan thought deeply on this and nodded
'well a year has passed since then and Syrtis has changed. Your on probation until then one step out of line I straight up murder your ass.... oh and get dressed your training begins today'
Arcan tossed some clothes to Klutu. He put on the shirt and went to put on the trousers

'WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!! why is one of my feet tiny and REALLY hairy?'

Arcan walked out laughing to himself

[Klutu]

Haha Loved it!!

whys my foot hairy and Deformed now :P

[_Enio_]

Im IN
/me dances :P

nice man, i really like em :P