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[Mc Pov, Fields outside of Elisnore]
I watched intently as a horde of human men left the village of Elisnore and my hands trembled in excitement.
I could already smell the fresh blood which would pour forth once I got past the walls.....On earth I never liked killing civilians but now it seemed thrilling, my new crusade.
In my past life I had fought for the Independence of my people and the lives of my comrades who stood beside me...
But now an even greater cause drove me forward.
Vengeance for the devoted people who were slaughtered by the followers of Barthos.
Once It was Aelves who were massacred.
But now I was here.
And it would no longer be Aelves who feared death at their doorstep....But me Aelven companion didn't seem to agree.
"Kalinik you don't have to do this, we can just keep going to Valewood...." Natalka spoke while tugging on my sleeve.
The good hearted Aelven woman was clearly doing her best to convince me.
"I will go in alone if you're not interested, you can wait for me here if you wish Natalka, You don't need to see me doing what I need to do."
I spoke kindly while looking into her big green eyes.
"You don't 'Need' to do anything white hair....Just leave the village alone and come with me..."
Natalka spoke and I could hear the desperation in her voice, Aelves had learned to fear humans over the past centuries after the destruction of the Antediluvian Empire After all.
"Of course i need to do this...but it is not only me who wishes for vengeance Natalka, Goddess Aellarith herself Wills It." I spoke and immediately a small white bird landed upon my shoulder.
Natalka's eyes widened in shock for a long moment.
"Goddess...is this a sign...."
Natalka muttered under her breath while extending her hand towards the little white birb on my shoulder.
*CHIRP~
*CHIRP~
The little bird chirped happily as Natalka softly brushed her finger along its snow white feathers.
After only a few moments the bird chirped happily once more before flying off.
"Do you believe me now Natalka?" I asked while grabbing her soft warm hand and pulling it away from my shoulder.
She blushed deeply from our hands touching before pulling her hand away in a hurry.
"T....Th....The Goddess wants us to kill them.....Why.....E...Every story of the Goddess tells that she is good, and kind...and pure....." Natalka spoke with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.
"I cant speak for our Goddess.....but if you watched all of your children be slaughtered, Raped, Starved and persecuted for centuries would you not have the embers of vengeance burning in your heart?"
I asked Natalka and she wiped her eyes for a moment before nodding solemnly.
"I....I'll go with you Kalinik.....I'd be a bad traveling partner if I let you wander into a human village without my bow there to protect you...." She spoke, a small smile on her face the trembling in her voice told of unsuredness.
Natalka closed her eyes and muttered a long prayer, As she did i took a long look at her....
I couldn't lie...
A spot in my heart was growing for her....
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After half an hour the mob of human's was long out of earshot and I realized that it was time to move in.
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[Far in the distance, Elisnore Forest]
"EVERYONE SPREAD OUT!!! GROUPS OF TEN!!! HOUNDS LEAD THE WAY!!!!" The Baronet roared out angrily from the back of his large Destrier who seemed annoyed at his 'masters' antics....The large muscular stallion was just about getting fed up with his little masters antics.
The huge mob of peasants began spreading out into groups before heading into the woods.
Nearby, The Wizard Jericho Looked out at the shitshow and inwardly knew nothing would come of it.
this was just a rash decision by an idiot lord whose town would likely lose days of production because of their hot headed lord.
The wise old wizard knew that A single Aelven woman who managed to massacre a group consisting of Three Armored men, several armed peasants and two hunting hounds would easily evade their retarded mob.
Then The wizard thought back to a short time before.
'My lord we should hire someone from the famed Novistad Mercenary Guild if you want revenge' was Jericho's counsel when the lord told him of his plans.
That way he'd get to stay in his warm chambers while sipping hot spiced wine and reading his new book....instead his idiot lord decided to hunt a needle in a haystack.
"Fucking hell...." Jericho muttered while shaking his head in disapproval as he gazed upon the idiot peasants rushing haphazardly into the woods.
The Knight Captain who sat atop his horse just beside him heard the old wizards words but didn't mind.
Evander The Knight captain was one of the few people who did not fear or hate the old wizard.
"Don't worry Jericho, I'm sure he'll get over his anger before too long and we'll be back in town before sundown." Evander spoke softly so no one nearby could hear him.
"We'll see Evander....Still....." Jericho sighed and the Knight captain chuckled secretly from under his armet at the old wizards exasperation, he felt the same way after all.
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Natalka and I managed to sneak all the way to the town walls quite easily...There were a few women and children in the fields but almost everything was empty....but these were not prime targets....If I cut them down now others would be alerted.
First I'd have to take care of the Bathian church bell before my bloody song could begin...
Upon reaching only a few meters from the walls I Spoke softly to Natalka while looking intently at two gate guards who leaned against the gate while chatting amongst themselves.
Both were doing a piss poor job at being sentries.
"Natalka can you take care of them?" I asked the green eyed beauty who followed closely by.
She looked around the edge of small cottage we were taking cover behind and gazed over to where the two guards were.
One was picking his nose and the other seemed to be carving something into a nearby wooden railing with a small dagger.
Natalka looked back into my eyes before speaking.
"Left or right?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
I wasn't sure what she was asking but decided to answer anyway.
"Left?" I responded with an unsure tone.
she pulled two arrows from her quiver, and held one in her bow hand while nocking the other on the powerful sinew bowstring.
I saw her hair flutter stunningly as she pulled back on the taut bowstring.
The sinew string wooden bow arms creaked slowly as she steadied her breathing took careful aim.
*CREEEAK.....
*TWANG!
*CREAK
*TWANG!
Almost instantly after loosing the first arrow the second arrow had taken flight.
I could nearly not believe my eyes from what I saw.....So this is what the best archer of the Valewood Clan could do....
Both were slumped against the main gate with Natalka's Green fletched arrows buried deep into their left eyes.
My eyes widened in surprise before turning to look at Natalka, She had a slight smirk on her face but pretended as if it were nothing....she seemed to be waiting for praise before moving on.
"Fantastic work Natalka, looks like Our Goddess didn't just bless your face but your bow hand as well." I spoke then moved forward before awaiting a response.
If I had turned back I'd have seen the deep blush on her face which spread halfway up her long slender ears and down to her lithe neck.
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Before long we both reached the wall where a young man was calling out through the gate but he didn't seem to have any concern in his voice.
"Brother I finished making the stew, Let me open the gate and I'll give you a plate." The young man spoke and I could hear him setting something down before unlatching the iron reinforced board which kept the gate barred.
*CLUNK
My sensitive ears heard the board clunk to the side before the tall wooden gates were pulled open as I stood with my Aelven blade already in hand.
As soon as the gate was pulled open I saw the man but he wasn't facing towards me.
he'd turned back to pick up the large bowl of thick chunky stew, A hunk of bread half dunked into it.
With a swift slash at his back, the mans body was sliced in half at the belly button as a stream of blood flew off my glimmering curved blade.
*SWOOSH
*SQUELCH
*THUD
His bisected corpse fell into the mucky dirt road as the bowl of stew spilled onto the ground and mixed with the mans blood, bile, and piss.
I turned back to Natalka and spoke.
"We need to take care of the Churchbell first Natalka Lets go." I spoke before sprinting forward towards the tall white stone building, The only stone building in this shit town apart from the Castle.
Just behind me, Natalka looked in amazement at the cleanly bisected corpse, she noticed that even the man's spinal bones had been cut as if they were soft cheese....then she started running after me with her bow in hand and lips clenched tensely.
As I continued quickly towards the church I heard two people talking, their slow footfalls onto the muddy road were also picked up by my sensitive ears even though I was quite far away.
"Come on honey we need to hurry, The Priest told everyone we'd have a town prayer for Sir Reibard and his sons." I heard an elderly woman speak.
"Oh Nuts! I'm too damn old to be walking to the church for every little thing! I didn't even like Reibard! And His sons were no good anyways!" A grumpy old mans voice responded.
"Dont even start you bag of bones, Sir Reibard gave to the church like none other...Just stop complaining before the others hear us." The elderly woman responded harshly just before the elderly duo heard light footfalls behind them.
"See you hag we're not the only ones that are la....."
*SWOOSH
*SQUELCH
With a swing of my sword both of the old Humans had their heads fall off their shoulders as thick streams of blood poured forth just as Both of their corpses collapsed into the muddy slop underfoot.
"Be thankful it was painless." I spoke while looking down at their two corpses laying side by side while the old mans corpse let out a large puddle of piss.
Before long Natalka and I reached the perimeter of the church, i used my Aelven vision to look at how the polished brass bell was hung....A thick rope....Good....
Then I turned towards my beautiful companion.
"Natalka, can you cut the rope with your arrows? If not I'll climb and cut it down." I spoke while looking over at my beautiful partner.
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[Natalka Pov]
'can i take it down he asks, I'll show this handsome white hair what the best woman of Valewood can do...Maybe hell praise me again hehe...' I thought to myself before taking aim at the thick linen rope.
'it'll take a few arrows...no doubt' I thought while taking careful aim and drawing back the bowstring of my beloved Rosethorne bow.
*CREAK...TWANG
The first arrow flew true, its razor sharp broadhead struck the thick rope.
instantly almost half of the threads were ripped in twain....perhaps two will get it done....
I pulled another broadhead from my quiver before taking aim once more
Then my fingertips released another skillfully aimed arrow.
*SWOOOSH
*RIIIP!!!
*THUD!!!
The large bell came crashing down onto the stone floor of the bell tower with a loud crash which shook the entire church for a moment.
I could hear the humans inside gasp at the loud crashing noise.
I turned to look at Kalinik so he could praise me again but he had already sprinted to the White Barthian Church Doors.
Without hesitation jumped at the beautifully decorated white doors.
*CRAAASH!!!!
Kalinik crashed hard into the white doors which immediately burst open with a spray of wooden splinters.
"AHHHHH!!!!"x300
I heard the shocked screams of hundreds from the door being burst open, then people began turning around to look at what had happened and the screams began again.
"AHHHH!!!"
"IT'S A KNIFE EAR!!!!"
"MOMMY I'M SCARED!!!"
"WHERE ARE THE GUARDS!!!"
"SOMEONE GET HIM OUT!!!!"
"IT HAS A SWORD!!!!" . . . . . .
I heard the panicked shouts from dozens as Kalinik stood at the doorway seemingly waiting for any one of them to step forward.
Then the high pitched voice of a man entered my sensitive ears.
"YOU CANNOT STEP INTO THE HOUSE OF GOD KNIFE EAR!!! BEGONE BEFORE BARTHOS HIMSELF SMITES YOU WITH HIS WRATH!!!!"
The town bishop bellowed out while waving his jewel encrusted Barthian Thurible as he walked closer and closer to Kalinik.
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[Mc Pov]
I watched as the fat priest walked towards me while waving his silly incense burner as if it would drive me away.
No doubt an attempt to calm the hundreds of parishioners inside who had all retreated to the back of the church hall, nearly all of them were women children and the elderly.
I turned back to the Fat priest before speaking.
"You are a priest of the pissdrinker known as Barthos?"
I asked while looking directly into the man's beady eyes, his fat body trembled for a long moment before answering with a roaring voice.
"DO NOT BLASPHEME THE LORD IN HIS OWN HOUSE OF WORSHIP!!! FILTHY AELVEN SCUM YOU SHALL SEE HIS RETRIBUTION!!!!!....." The Fat Preist bellowed and jowls jiggled as he swung the incense burner at me clumsily.
*SWOOSH
I easily dodged out of the way before swinging my long curved blade toward both of his fat white wrists.
*SHINK
*SHINK
*THUD
*THUD
Almost as quickly as his fat hands hit the wooden floorboards a terrible screaming emerged from nearly all of the parishioners.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
"MOMMY!!!!"
Their horrified screams were music to my ears as i began walking towards the mass of people, The Fat priest was on his knees behind me while flailing and crying in pain as his bright blood sloshed and sprayed all over the wooden pews.
With a slow movement I pulled my curved Aelven Dagger which had so recently peeled off several human faces and looked towards the crowd with a gleeful smirk on my face.
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[Natalka Pov]
As I neared the broken church doors I saw a fat priest flailing on the floor, his hands were cleanly severed nearby as his blood poured forth.
Then I heard a horrid sound of a sharp blade ripping through flesh once more and turned to look deep into the church as loud scared screams rang out from hundreds of people.
There he was...
The white hair...
Kalinik.....
His movements so graceful that it seemed he was dancing with his beautiful longsword and dagger.
Every swing of his sword saw a head or limb sliced off effortlessly.
Every thrust with his dagger saw another human's chest pierced by the shockingly sharp blade.
Blood sprayed liberally as the wicked grin on his face widened.
With every passing moment, his beautiful white hair became more and more spattered in human blood.
The black steel of his blades sung a deadly song.
Beautiful....But Deadly.....
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[Ten minutes later][Mc Pov]
My breathing was heavy and my heart pounding.
Blood dripped down from every part of my body as the pained and sorrowful screams of those few who still lived was like a lark song in my ears.
"MY FEET!!! HE CUT OFF MY FEET!!!"
"MARTHA!!! MARTHA!!!"
"IT HURTS!!!! HELP ME IT HURTS!!!!"
"UWAAA!!! UWAAA!!!"
All those who still lived would soon perish however, they all had their bellies split open, others missing arms or feet which were sliced off by my blades.
I walked over to the back of the Church where a life sized marble statue of Barthos stood, He wore Plate armor and held a flaming longsword in hand.
I stopped just before the Statue and looked up into its lifeless eyes...I could feel him watching me.
"Barthos you Pissdrinker...."
"How do you like my gift to you, God of Humans....."
"Do not worry that their suffering ended so soon, I shall surely have more of your believers screaming for you before long....."
"Before I go and pay a visit to The Lord's castle i thought it would be rude of me to visit your church without making an offering....."
"Here...."
"I hope you enjoy it....freshly made just for you..."
I spoke while climbing onto a nearby table and pulling my cock out.
I could feel Natalka watching me from the churches doorway in shock as the stream of warm yellow piss began to rain down upon the sculpted marble face of the Human God.
Natalka's eyes didn't know if she should be looking at my big cock or at the statue of the human God who called for the death and suffering of all Aelves as its face was showered in fresh Aelven Piss.....She couldn't help but giggle. "hehehehehe....."
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[Elsewhere]
"OH FUUUUUUUCK!!!!!! I WILL END YOU!!!! FUCKING KNIFE EARED BASTARD!!!!!!!!...I WILL END YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!"
A black haired God with a long beard bellowed out, his half mangled face was bright red from his uncontrollable rage.
With every roaring word lightning could be heard striking just outside of wherever he was.
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[Elsewhere]
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!! DID YOU SEE THAT AELLA!!! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" A big titted Goddess laughed beautifully beside a smirking golden haired Goddess.
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