Woe: A Collaborative Novel

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: The Imaginarium


"Damasc" Written by Akumakaze.



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Chapter 3 (v.1) - Damasc - by Akumakaze

Submitted: August 08, 2017

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Meanwhile in the city of Damasc, a blondish blurred image hurried itself through the back alleys. The rancid stench of meat and piss fouled the air with its acridity lending to the twisting of Coranth’s nostrils as he hurried through the streets to the Lord’s manor.

He much preferred the natural aromas of the forest. Where he could play in the trees, testing his skills, and just relaxing in the summer breezes. Coranth was the happy offspring of a human mother and an elven father. Though, his ears and senses were prominently elfish, the slight roundedness of his face showed the mother’s influence. A fact many people never let him forget. Going to the forest was his way of escape, but today the whizzing of arrows and the clomp of horse hooves had disturbed the gentleness of the forest.

A small band of elves had been chasing an orc. From his vantage point in the tops of the trees, he watched the action as it unfolded, mindful of staying hidden.

The orc seemed to have given them the slip, as it had entered the Temple of Urd--a place of sacred reverence for the Tree-folk--with a most beautiful maiden at his side. Yet, moments later, the orc went down, an arrow protruding from its abdomen. Then, He saw it. An Eant. It was the biggest he had seen yet.

He was always fascinated by these creatures. Their tree-like appearance made them quite invisible in the forest, especially if they were still. So, catching sight of one was rather rare. Today had been his third sighting. The Eant’s presence had been triggered by the assault. It defended the maiden and the orc.

Taking a volley of arrows at the start, it spun to defend itself, taking a lance to the side from the horseback elves bearing down on him. The skirmish had ended quickly with all the elves dead aside from one who was sent away with the message “Woe be unto the Elf.” A definite declaration of war.
Coranth shook his head as he recalled the image of the first elf being strung up in the trees as a warning. Being half elf and half human, he wondered if the warning applied to him also. Finally, he reached the Lord’s manor.

Banging on the door rather loudly, he breathed heavily and quickly trying to regain his nerve. The door swung open.

“Who is it making such a racket,” The guard retorted.

“'Tis I, Coranth, I must speak to the Lord immediately.”

“Whatever for, child!?”

“I’ve seen the elves near our settlement in the forest. They were attacked by an Eant. He needs to know a war is beginning.”



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