The villagers were kind enough to provide a horse and so items for but none of them had the vitality to accompany , not even the guards of the wall. The only few adults that remained healthy were not capable of fighting. It was as though they'd already given up.
I was by the gate and the villagers were here to see off. It was like they were regretting to see head to the forest. Perhaps it was just my imagination.
A man covered in a cloak ca near my stead. "Take this young man."
"What is this?"
His accent was different than the other villagers. "Tis'an elixir. Use it wisely."
I had read about elixirs before in books and gas. But weren't they fictional and said to have granted immortality? If so, then why would soone give sothing so valuable to ? Maybe this world's elixir was different?
I put it in the bag. "What's an Eli-… where'd he go?" The guy was nowhere to be found.
Dune's aunt glared with questioning eyes. "What do you an? Who are you talking about?"
They couldn't see him? Sothing was definitely wrong. Just who was that man? However I didn't have ti to delve into that matter. I had sothing else to do. And fishy he may be, if he gave a real elixir, than I had to problems with it. "Nothing."
Milai ca close to , held my hand in hers. "Please bring them back in one piece!"
I didn't have a reply. I'd try my best. But if push ca to shove, I was ready to flee at a mont's notice. I didn't want to spend a night in that place after all. So I wholeheartedly hope that I'd find them before dusk.
"The undead are weak to holy elent but we don't have any panora water or holy objects… Please take care of yourself…" A villager said as he slid sothing in my pocket. "This was my family heirloom." He whispered. He was a feeble old man and I didn't question him.
I knew Milai understood that it would take more than a miracle to bring them back; and it was written all over her face too. Probably everyone knew that. Even so they clung to their faith. They trusted , the only able bodied man and a complete amateur who didn't even know how to fight. But their faith was probably misplaced as I was utterly useless anyway.
The outside was just like I rembered. The grassy fields were nests to various things, goblins included. However, I didn't spot any hobgoblins. The horse was fast and the wind was on my side. It didn't take long to reach the forest.
I could feel the presence of dead things as chills went down my spine. The sll was here too. How could a girl that young traverse such vile lands alone? I didn't get the answer. There was a single horse tied to a fragile tree just outside the forest. "So Dune's already been here…" This wasn't good. If Dune went into the forest, then that could only have ant one thing: Sheila was in as well.
Once inside, the sa feeling from that night ca back. Never thought I would co here out of my own will! Only this ti, I had a proper weapon and so items that would help survive. The horse refused to enter the sacred forest and I couldn't bla it. I covered my face with a cloth and moved on. Even with it, I couldn't breathe.
The torch that the villagers gave was very helpful. Undead were not solely made of humans corpses. There were plenty of other humanoid creatures in this world. And the undead in this forest didn't fail to impress on that.
I assud they were from other races found in typical fantasy worlds (Quite a lot of variety I suppose). However, I didn't have to luxury to stare at them as the sunset drew nearer. As daylight still covered , I moved quickly. I've to find them before sunset. I hurried, but it didn't seem like I was making progress.
I had two torches. One was hidden in my back pack and the other, burning in my hand. There was no trace of the siblings. I couldn't find either of them. While I continued my search I reached the statue of Misrael. Honestly I was glad that it was still here.
"Wanderer, why have you returned to this place?" Misrael asked. Her voice, a little concerned.
"Two of my close friends have wondered into the forest to find out the cause of the curse that has befallen the villagers," I said and yes it was a mouthful to say. Staying in the village had changed my speech a little- or I was just too nervous.
"That curse's cause does lie within this forest. However, if you go there, you will surely regret it. Do you still wish to go?" Misrael asked in a different but compassionate tone. Sothing was wrong and I could feel it in the air.
I didn't have ti to hesitate. So there's trouble… "Yes. Please tell where they are."
Misrael took a minute, as if calculating everything. "Head east. Past the point, where you first ca into these lands, there lies the strongest being that haunts this forest. Know that she is already beyond my control. I wish you luck. You shall need it. However, I sense a godly presence in the forest. Be wary."
A godly presence? A being beyond her control? Half of things she said didn't make sense to . But one thing I was certain of, I had to hurry and I had to be careful. "I will. Thank you."
Misrael didn't reply. I could tell just by her tone, she ant true. With a firm resolve, I hurried. Eventually I reached the place where the decaying corpse of the first goblin I killed, should have been. But it wasn't here and the second one wasn't there either. I didn't have ti to focus on these things, so I had to move on. Don't tell they're undead now too…. I didn't want to think about the possibility, but it was definitely the case.
Finally, it was ti to head into the most horrible of places. It wasn't like the rest of the forest. This part of the forest was crawling with bugs and other insects that fed on raw decaying at. The stench was unbelievable and much more intense. But my attention was drawn by the fact that there was at least three tis more undead lurking here. They saw yet never ca close. They just stared, as if they were under so kind of spell. Cold sweat flowed down from my forehead. They can see … But there was still roughly an hour before sunset. It didn't make sense. But glaring at from outside the trees wasn't a good idea either. after all, I was practically running out of precious ti.
At one point every undead started to point at one direction- as if they were commanded by sothing. And judging by what Misrael said, that was definitely possible.
I noticed that so undead had a beating heart despite their entire body being naught but skeletons. Just the heart. There weren't any veins or arteries. This world is ssed up…
But the most ssed up of things unfolded when I saw one of the two goblins I killed. They were both there, dead: even the one that had seemingly turned to ash right before my eyes. My blood went cold. These things… don't die. Even sunlight wasn't enough to kill them, it would appear.. Perhaps I really had run out of luck when I ca to this world.
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