#dagam

We are standing in front of that wonky looking wood gate of the human village. They will not let us in. Dagam REALLY wants to kick the door in, but Ghashmal and I managed to keep him from doing so... for now. The men are standing right behind that little fucker of a door and discussing what to do with us. We can hear everything they say, sadly enough we can't understand a word they say and Raegwine and Aewlir are too buisy playing in the grass to translate. Fuck!

I just returned to our little, temporary camp, only to find it empty. EVERYBODY was gone. It struck me as a little weird, especially when Aewlir and Gologkokan emerged from a completly different direction then I did, about ten heartbeats after me. There was no way that they could have snuck past me and reach the camp that fast. Especially conidering how buisy they had been when I saw them.

Gologkokan just looked at me and asked where everybody was. I told him that we would know, if he hadn't been so buisy snogging MY PET. He then hit me in the stomach, (damn that shit hurt!) and asked what kind of fucking piss I was talking.

I screamed at him about what I had seen and Aewlir chimed in and screeched that that could not have been true, because her and Gologkokan left the group about half a mile down the road, becuase Aewlir heard her mother scream and thought she saw something move through the shadows of the trees. Her and the big guy then went to check if her naneth was in danger. They saw glimpses of her a few times, but then reached a cliff that Aewlir's ma could not have climbed and decided to turn back, to get the group to help. Gologkokan also confirmed that there had been no snogging and I should better shut my mouth about that to the others. Because they were just friends. All right *rolls eyes and growles*... he should better not see my last post.

Pa, Dagam and Lurauga came back next. Apperantly they thought I had screamed and went after that, a few moments after I left. They also came from a completly differnt direction too. Pa had an answer to our confusion pretty quickly.

The fucking necromacer had used illusions to lure us all away from the camp, so he and Duru could escape again and continue their journey east. That was also why his shield had beem so sucky: he had prepared at least four different illusions at the same time. Pa said he was very dangerous and we would need a big raid group to stop him. Maybe even grandma.

Despite beeing injured, the fucking human and Duru have quite a route behind them and we have to walk the whole way after them, just because the stupid wargs refused to get into the tunnels. Now that I have been in that shit hole I can't blame them *shudders*.

The way is long and boring and long and boring and long and boring as fucking piss and fuck! Why does walking have to suck so bad! Not even leering at Ghashmal's ass helps anymore! Fucking trail! Fucking rocks and trees and stuff! Ugh! *kicks a rock*

But at least tonight we found a few destroyed carriges. Gran and pa are convinced that Sapthan attacked whoever was in them with magic, to steal their food. Ton of dead humans lying around. He seemed to have used the same trick on them, he used on Smakulkodar and her and Gologkokan's war brothers. Nasty, ugly necromancer! Or blood warlock, or whatever.

What do you mean, Dagam, you smell men flesh?

Aewlir! Elf! Stay away from that bush! You know what happened the last time you followed cries into the undergrowth! Stay! Fuck! Dagam just said he smells men over there! The fucker is a man! What in the name of darkness and piss are you doing?

Don't touch it!

Wait... is.. is that a pup? Fuck, is that a human... dag... gran, what's the word?

Ah, right.

Is that a fucking child? Did you just drag a fucking human child out from that bush, elf?

Aewlir has noticed the boredom that will soon kill me off and introduced me to "rope skipping". Apperantly it's a game that helps you learn how to evade whips. Very usefull. Very fun.

Gologkokan likes to spin the whip really fast, when you least expect it. Little shitling! He hit my ankles really good a few times. Aewlir is really good at the game. She can do flips, cartweels and shit while jumping. Little bragger.

Smakulkodar refuses to play, but she loves to watch her brothers jump. Nah, she loves to watch her brothers get hit.

But:

We followed Mirdraut (@peasant-player) and gran into the forest. Mirdraut did some weird glowing elf stuff again and asked gran, if she still worked for the scary eyed boss. I did not quite understand what the rest of this means. It sounded a lot like elvish chants and Aewlir stop whispering in my ear! Wait, they are talking again! SHUT up Dagam!

Grandma: *giggles* Killing me! Yeah, I bet you would like that. Many would. *laughes* I once heard weird white birds close to the see scream and ever since then... the west holds some allure. Like the pain of an old festering wound that gets better when I think of what is behind the sea. The dread lieutenant has no power over me. Not that he did not try at all, but he never put that much effort into it. The war got more important for him, I'd guess. And once mother had died I had no reason to stay. My magic got stronger once I left though. It is strongest clost to water. And... what do you mean with kin? Do you know my forefathers? Do you think this Maedhros might be... related to me?

Mirdraut: What you experience sounds like some kind of sea longing, my friend, and I am sorry for the ache it causes you. If it befalles us elves we tend to sail to the blessed realm of Valinor, where the Valar wath over us, though I am quite sure orcs would not be able to go there. Though I am glad to hear that you are not a slave of Sauron the deceiver. He is the one that, together with Morgoth, imprisoned the noldorian prince Maedhros in the fortress of Angband. There they tried to break him in unimaginable ways for many years, until his cousin and close friend Fingon came to save the prince. But Maedhros was changed when he returned. Angry and violent. I... I have reason to believe that he might be your father, Virdshum. You share his hair and his hight. The magic you carry is not uncommon with the noble Noldor of old...

Aewlir: *ghasp*

Grandma: You... you found my father. *sits down, completely baffled* First you help my dear Zrii, my last living grandchild, then you heal Smakulkodar, daughter and heir of my warlord, and now you found my father? You must be a blessing send by my forefathers! Say, did you know him well? Can you tell me about him? About his family? About his magic?

... ZRII, DAGAM! AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE ON GUARD DUTY?

After two nights of walking and one day of scary elf stories full of murder for shiny rocks and backstabbings and kidnapping and orc killings from Mirdraut. That Maed- Maedhr- Maedhros prince and his elvish brothers sure sound a bit orcish. Fucking elves, thinking they are so much better then us! Gahehehe!

Well we reached the tower this morning. Gran said we should wait until evening but should still attack before the sun sets. Necromancy is stronger at night. Great. That's when I do shit!

We can't see Sapthan and Duru in there, but gran and pa are sure at least Sapthan is in there. The war lord, Dagam, Gologkokan and Smakulkodar are pretty pissed about that fucking "at least" part. Lurauga and Aewlir climbed a tree to see if they can look into a tower window from there.

Here I show you all the guys I mentioned in my posts.

Zrii (me):

Dagam:

Virdushum (grandma):

Lurauga:

Smakulkodar (the war lords heir):

The war lord:

Aewlir (my pet):