Title: Burning Ashes
Description: 60K POST ATTEMPT>> IN PROGRESS
Aduro Silex - March 29, 2008 08:50 AM (GMT)
Lomdeor
Lomedor, a sickening sight. The beings that inhabited it were mainly ogres or trolls, each with the worst of smells. Awretched crook was lying in wait around each and every corner for some unsuspecting victim. The bars were full of drunks no matter what time you wet, and brawls frequented, even those who were sober. The wretched guards of Lomedor only protected about half of their 'beloved city,' while the other half was overrun with idiots whose minds were filled with nothing but greed. Over half of the undying idiots acted as if though what they were doing was more important that their supposed 'equals. They would push past them, and their only damned goal would be to get a drink at one tavern or another. Soon, these would always be followed by a bar brawl which started with a simple bump, or somebody sitting in somebody else's supposed chair. They sickened Aduro more each day, their repulsive and primitive behavior has set him off in the past, and each time some hero or another has managed to stop him. Damnit, all he wanted to do was what he was created for. There was a paradox in it's own right. His memories were only that of destruction of countless planets. He was obviousley a concious being, but had no heart, no physical mind. Oh well. He never challenged this in the past before this accursed planet. His mind was overwhelmed by some stench of a drunken ogre that apparently had rushed all the way to the Drital Qu'ellar because the Wilwarin had cot him off.
The ogre was just a disaster waiting to happen, especially when it pushed over a short, pudgy, little goblin off of it's stool and across the room. Damn, in all his years even Aduro knew that goblin was a crime lord that went nowhere without bodyguards. The elemental positioned himself to watch the unfurling of this unfortunate event. The goblins annoying voice screamed out, immediatley two ogres were after the one who had already drinken down a keg. The one ogre oversized the other two combined. It was a true wonder how it had gotten in here to begin with. The two guards tried to budge the bigger ogre, but instead they were thrown through a window near the front door. Aduro laughed and gave a sharp whistle before taking a drink of ale. Another ogre came from a back room and almost immediatley got tossed at Aduro. Now he was pissed. He was lying on the floor, his drink had flown across the room and spilled. Now he was pissed. He pushed the ogre's corpse off of him and mounted his claws. He was going to kill that fat tub of lard! "Enflamment! Feu Manteau!" His body and his claws became immersed in the fire. He charged the ogre, leaping into the air and landing a heavy kick to the buffoon's head, knocking him over.
The ogre stood, a burn mark in the side of it's head. It looked at Aduro, leapt up, and gave a beserking roar before charging. "Bring it on you fat bastard!" Aduro shouted as he charge the beast. He managed to claw the beast, but it knocked him over the bar and into the liquor rack. The shelves fell, and the liquor crashed onto the ground beside Aduro. He was knocked unconcious for a second and than looked around. mullet, the place was about to explode, and everybody knew it. All of the drunks except for the ogre frantically ran from the tavern. The ogre just advanced closer to get in another attack. "Idiot!" Aduro shouted. Soon the liquor ignited and crawled up the wooden shelves, they reached the other bottles and soon a mighty explosion blew from the tavern. The ogre was flown from the building and launched through the brick structure of another. The fat beast was dead, and the pub was blown to pieces. All the drunks managed to get out with only a few bruises. Damnit, Aduro was kind of hoping they would all drop dead. The elemental walked from the burning wreckage of the store and popped his neck before examing the hole that the ogre was thrown through. It was a gaping hole that marked that buffoon's death.
The little, annoying goblin approached Aduro with a smile while he examined him. "Well, well. you're some fighter huh? Here, i'll make you a deal that nobody else in this whole city can make you! How about I hire you? you practically don't have to do anything." Aduro rolles his eyes and chuckled before pushing the goblin back with no respect, "Yeah right. Here's a little tip: Make sure the guy you're trying to hire is actually interested." The elemental began to walk away, but the goblin and it's bodyguards proceeded. The bodyguards cut him off. "Now look kid, I'm offering you a job for several gold a day, and you don't even really have to do anything but follow me all day!" Silex shook his head with a slight chuckle, "Yeah, still not interested." He began to turn away again but the annoying goblin persisted and grabbed him by the arm tom stop him from walking away, "Think about it! When there is something to do, it will be fighting. And I'm not talking about street urchins either! I'm talking about demonic guards, more ogres like the one you killed back there, and of course whole teams of the suckers!" Now the goblin was finally peaking aduro's interest. A chance at fighting on a daily basis was very intriguing, the gold may have been the thing to push the deal, but the elemental still accepted it. The goblin said his name was 'Geezle' and the ogres patted their new accomplice on the back. This little piece of scum better not dissapoint about the fighting, otherwise some heads would be busted.