Chapter I - Otremer - II/07

II/07

Urak and his men left the camp to the north. They've reached the mountains in a few hours. They must search for a passage to get through. As they moved higher in the mountains they saw the city of Said and it's lockdown by Nomak.

On the next day they've found a short passage leading throught a mount. At the end of the way they saw a huge valley encircled by high mountains. The valley were full with nord barbarians. Thousands of carts, horses, soldiers and tents. Urak ordered two of his men to stay guard at the passage and he went down with the others to got a closer look on the camp.

As they got closer they noticed some guards. They must wait till night before they could go on. As darkness lied down to the valley thousands of torches lighted up. Urak left two more of his men at their waiting point to watch out. The others sneaked into the camp. They move easily in the forest of tents without being noticed.

They saw huge number of weapons and armors inside the tents and on the carts. Food, live animals and many more kind of goods and stuff to maintain an army. Hundreds and thousands of soldiers. Horseman, shield bierers, pikeman and huscarls. As they closed to the centre of the horde's camp they saw the fancy huge tents of the warlord's surrounded by strange black tents. Black armored soldiers stood guards at every tent. They were the inner guardians. Suddenly some black robed people came across the guards. Witches and Warlocks. Magicians of the nords.

Urak and his companion explored the whole camp. At late night they had the opportunity to sneak out of the camp. They've reached the spot where they waited a day before but the 2 assassins whom Urak left there were nowhere. They must blown out the torches so they saw close ot nothing in the moonlight. They begun to climb back to the passage in the dark. When they arrived they saw that their 2 other comrades are lieing on the ground covered in blood. Suddenly about 50 fully armed huscarls surrounded them...   

Chapter I - Otremer - II/01

II/01

-Wake up damn it! C'mon! - shouted Nomak while he was shaking Urak. Urak slowly woke up. His face was covered with dirt and blood.

- Where am I? What happenned?

- We are on way to the Otremer. Now drink - he pushed a bottle of water onward Urak. The young man was thirtsty. He was unconscious for more than three days.

The cart they were travelling on moved slowly towards the black clouds of the Otre sea. The sun gone down for a while and the wind become stronger as the air got colder.

They have arrived to the port of Or'Dushan at late night. The city was the biggest port town of the Ros Empire. Now it lies on the territory of Ros'Dushan Kingdom. The city has a huge stone wall with many towers. The main gate is gigantic. Huge water dragon sculptures guarding the frontal gate and ship painting the inner one. As they got through the gates the city opened itself to them. 

Hundreds of close built houses as the way lead from the walls down to the port. The endless Otre sea ahead and huge ships that are being loaded or unloaded at the docks. Crowds of people swarmed in the streets. The air was full with the smell of the sea's salt.

As Nomak and his men reached the docks they got onto a small black cog with no flag at all. The ship picked his anchor and sailed out of the port. The ship disappeared in the dark night. ...

Chapter I - Prologe - I/08

I/08

"Nomak was my master. He came to Dahan's Castle not long after he took me as his apprentice. He is a real man of honor. I learnt him a lot. He tought me to fight while Dahan thought me wisdom. I owe Nomak and Dahan my life. They were my parents after. Mostly Nomak. I loved the way he thought me how to handle weapons and arms. Knife and dagger was my favourite... and now I'm sitting in this rotting dungeon."

Nomak and Dahan became friends during the 200 year wars. They were brothers in arms on the side of the fallen Ros Empire. After the wars the empire fallen into many smaller and bigger kingdoms such as the kingdom of Ros'Khan. Dahan made an oath for the new Ros'Khan Kingdom's ruler King Laistak the Kind. Nomak made a living as a mercenary in the Otremer (Otremer was the name of the eastern lands outside of the fallen Ros Empire known by it's exotic nature, people, animals, lands and it's tribes whom waging war mostly all the time.), where a warrior always finds a way to make some coins. After a while Nomak came back to Ros'Khan with a strange man called B'aal. They partied up with Dahan and made a Guild at the capital... 

Chaper I - Prologe - I/07

I/07

The dungeon under Caste Oak was not a friendly place to be. Urak sat in a dark and wet cellar with no windows. The whole dungeon was collied into rock. The door was a small hole enclosed with steel grating. No guard stood before the cell as there is no way out there. The only sound that could be heared was the water drops.

A hooded shape appeared from the shadows. - Urak! Come over here! - The young man found the the voice familiar.

- Nomak?

- Lord Dahan sent us a message. But sadly I'm late.

- Why I am imprisoned ?

- Because you are a good handler of knives. Let that be enough for now.

- It's nonsense but as you wish master.

- We will try to set you free in time. Master B'aal do not forget his people.

- Nomak... Thank you. I hope to bear arms in hand with you.

- So do I Urak... so do I...