Ok, spotty posting, sorry. Life just started itsholiday ramp up, joy of joys.
Anyways, nano is sitting at 33k and I am loving the way this story is falling together. Am busy with family stuff so here is a snip, and if I don’t get back to the blog before thursday;
NaNo Snip: WARNING; THIS IS A BIT GROSS
“We’ll have to camp here,” Hayner said. “And go on after we rest. Sound good?”
Zander nodded, sinking down to the ground. He leaned back, tucked the light globe into his vest and closed his eyes.
“Zander wake up!” Hayner’s voice dragged at him, pulling him from the sleep that claimed him so easily.
He forced his eyes open, and sat up. In the edge of the light was movement.
“I’ve got this as bright as it will go. There’s something very large out there.” Hayner’s voice was very bland. He had drawn one of his swords and was crouched, just watching.
“What the hell is it?” Zander whispered. He scrambled to his feet, pulling his own blade.
“I don’t know.” Hayner “I haven’t…” his words faded as a very long sticklike something moved into the light, followed by another. Zander was reminded of a spider’s legs. He stepped back, barely breathing.
Into the light crept the large, bulbous body of something but it was the shape atop it that sent Zander to shaking.
“Holy fuck.” He whispered.
It looked like what might have been a man, might have been a rahaun. Flesh hung, dried and peeling from corded and dark looking muscle. Arms hung at either side, one hand which looked more skeletal than flesh, clutched a halberd. The face was more skull and peeling flesh. The nose long gone and most of the lower right jaw had no flesh whatsoever. The eyes were still there, gray, clouded and dead.
“Oh I am so going to kick Merdoc’s ass.” Hayner whispered.
As it moved closer, it’s spider like legs scraped and rustled against each other. Zander gritted his teeth, glancing back behind them. The tunnel loomed behind them.
“Should we make a break for it?”
Hayner shook his head, gritting his teeth. “We’re Bright Light. We can take it.”
“How?” Zander asked.
Hayner took a deep breath. “Take out the legs. Its…” he shook his head. “Just take out the legs and stay clear of the halberd.”
“In the dark?”
“It’s blind.” Hayner said.
“So are we.” Zander pointed out. Fear was fading fast. He darted forward, dodging one of the legs to slash at one of the shorter back ones. His sword crunched through it, the dead jaw opened and a long, low moan filled the air as it stumbled against the side of the ravine. It slashed blindly with the halberd, narrowly missing Zander. Hayner was darting in on it’s other side, his light flickering with each movement.
When all the legs were cut and lay twitching on the ground they stepped back. The body was covered in a thick shell up to where the corpse’s abdomen was attached. It flailed the halbred around making it difficult for them to get an easy blow. Zander blocked it and Hayner took the arm off. The arm, still clutching the Halbred twitched on the ground for a few heartbeats, dark liquid oozed from the stump.
“SSSsss… Sorcery and swords!” The whisper stopped them both in their tracks and they stared, horrified at the thing. “I wassss and honorable man once…”
Zander looked at Hayner who was shaking his head, whispering a prayer. He swung his sword in an arch cutting the other arm. The thing groaned again, turning its head in that direction.
“Gods forsook us,” It leaned forward. “Burn me.”
“It’s aware.” Zander whispered.
“The hell it is.” Hayner took its head off, the blow made his head roll into the darkness. The torso collapsed backwards, the front of it tearing away from base, the smell of rotting intestines filled the air as they dribbled out of its stomach.
Zander gagged, stumbling backwards as his own stomach tried to reject his meager dinner.
Hayner walked away blinking rapidly. “Lets get through that tunnel and onto the ______ plains.”
Zander stared at the thing nodding. “What was it?”
“Something that should have died in the last god war.”