User blog:Unstaible child/chapter 1

unstaible productioonst presents... a story by a child...whos unstaible.. Unstaible_child

note .this text =thoughts of characters / talking to crouds or groups

Guys sorry for the wait lots of stuff happened that delayed my story making, though mostly just me having wrighters block. Or in this case cock block?^^ But i found a good way to kick this up a notch. By going back to when the old man was a younger man in his early 30s, around 10 years before part 1 hense 1.5. But this story is as much for my learning as yours I found a new document that helps with (my Englishness) so my mixed gibberish won't be a bother. In this story I'm trying to focus more on story build up and lore making. Feel free to say anything you want, even if you'd like to kill me and **** me silly after? Oh yeah, jekkers or mnzombie is profanity / sexual scenes ok? I mean in this wiki i hope so right? But for now, I guess it won't matter for under 14s anyway ha lol. Anyway after 9 lines of nothing, hate (enjoy) a story of a world that wants to do things to you in ways your masochistic girl would want to be a spider!

It was late when the party had reached the incline of the hill they set there target for the days camp.

When the vanguard of the party galloped up the hill to its peak. As soon as the peak had been reached it was clear that the north Westerly winds blew stronger the closer they travelled in its direction. Its winds causing all lose fabric and hair alike to gain speed and attempt to take flight from there bodies. The hood of the 2 first horse riders came flying down causing a whips of fright to its hoods owners. One of whom a man easily clocking 30 looked even older with a stern stone face and misshapened hair all over his head from head to neck. The other proved to be a girl in her mid20s not nearly his opposite though, her eyes at least showed a hint of desire for something beyond the day to day life of the older fellow. Her short bundles of hair curled behind her ears and locked in place by an ear clip overly braided by sigils and arcane texts. After fighting the wind to keep there eyes open the survey the had performed proved both useful and daunting.

“well” The man said taking a drink from a skin and straightening his hood and sideburns “The valley between these two hills with the forest to our left would prove a basic shelter from this cursed wind for the night, now how to get the caravan over this one?“ He said looking back to see a party of over 400 people and there belongings, tired and exhausted with just 20 soldiers left guiding the rear on foot.

“ This wind is no curse” She said looking at him sip his skin and looking on to the rear party. “If that's anything but boiled tree sap sticking to your beard I'll be sure to make you regret it.” She said passing a deep notion of seriousness to the point of regretting it.

“You would do no such thing woman. The party may be yours eye, but I never offered my life in your hands neither did my men.” He said forcing every word as he forced the last of the skins contents into his mouth and shoving it in the side saddle in a hurry to hide the evidence to the crime he admitted to.

"If you and your men commander go off on another drunken raid in the forest" She paused and looked at her party of cattle and elderly carrying children “Just don't think your actions affect you alone“ Her voice tapers slackening at the middle whispers at the end.

“You think I don't know that? “ He snickered “If one spear isn't sharpened before battle, then consider the wall broken. “

“This isn't war, These are peoples lives on the line.” She said “Innocent lives”

“There are no innocents in this world little lady!” The man scorned at her shifting his head to the forest that the girl was between him from. “Why you haven't forgotten, have you? About the stupid unnecessary madness of valhastad, the very reason we are here is because your god didn't bother to show up!” He ended as he galloped down the hill keeping his head looking at the tree line.

As he reached the bottom the (little lord) caught up behind him, though beating him to the dismount.

“I think you hate the wrong ones commander, it wasn't any of my gods who ruined our lives. It was ...”

“Quiet, look at the woods.” He pointed at an oddly sparse tree patch showing a flicker of light. “I saw smoke rising from the treetops here as you were blabbing on about war and spears” He said softly.

“hey, that wasn't me.” The little lady boasted.

“Quiet, everyone stay put. “Drawing his short sword and shield the commander and his troop of 20 tired exhausted (drunk) men closed in surrounding the fire as quietly as possible, sludging damp soles and wet leaves into soft wet sloppy swamp. The ambush was ready, tired yes, drunk more so but training never cowers when its needed. Just as he was going to pull the trap the commander saw the mysterious light. A fire burning lightly but next to it made think he was dreaming and that he'd fallen of his horse “what on his own in the woods, it can't be “He stuttered as he lazily walked to the newborn. Laying next to the fire asleep, bounded up in fur and scraps of dried leaves, tucked into a corner of an open rooted tree .“God how...er where's its mother, men come here and tell me im seeing things”

He looked on as he saw his men come.

“What is it?" One man called. I got caked up in pigshit! For this?” He said.

“What's that” Another asked closer to the commander.

“ A child, search the area for anyone else. It can't be on its own and if this child's carrier happens to be desperate, we'll have a madmen on our hands.”

“What is it then” one asked “A child” said the other.

“In the woods, well.. It wont be human, we'd be better off leaving it.“ another said loudly.

“It would be an outlaws child anyway if it is human.“ The last mutters to himself as someone else approached

“Commander, don't just stand there.” A familiar whining complaining voice said behind his ear.

“The child commander, the child!” she shouted

“This child has nothing to do with me. I see no threat from it do you ? Little....”

“I meant pick him up you spiteful drunkard!“ Grabbing the child cupping him between her arms and her flesh

“If you want to care for a child that's up to you, but I have no business with him.” He continued putting away his sword and shield casing them along with other various things of his holdings.” The deal was we helped you get to where you wanted to go and you helped care for our purses after you had met up with your mother in windfall.”

So you would have just left him here?!” She said waling out the forest with a young face to add to the group of starving children the commander thought.

“If I was on leave no, but we're on the warpath right now. A child younger than 6 is only slowing us down. “He explained “I would not find it as a good choice to make adding another mouth to feed that does not labour. Besides giving our position away all the time and shitting right in its carriers hands.” He stated hoping he made a solid case.

No words of reply however came from the little lady as he had expected. Watching her only focused on a sleeping child making inconsiderable noises as she walked over to the carriers of the other infants.

“Hugh, must be a woman thing” He said loudly as he hoped that cured her of her hypnosis to no avail.

“Oh well” Strapping his sword and shield to his horse” Where be the hiker piss, lads got me a thirst worked up. " Er" A soldier said handing it to him.

“To the dead child.” He took a gulp, as he did a huge incident went about before his slightest reaction a creature standing 9 feet tall with a silky smooth black body armed with 8 legs. Lounging out of the woods and trampled the soldier in front of him that just gave him his drink. Another was sent flying colliding with 2 cattle sending them in a worked frenzy. A third tried to cut at her leg that extended with an axe dealing little damage, but was sure to feel the sting of being awkwardly stuck to a tree in an instant after being covered in a huge Web. The monster than lowers her legs and showed its head to the commander yelling “Where is my baby!!”. Phhhhhhhh! Was the commanders reaction spraying all his drink all over her face, apparently not amusing her one bit. “Orders” the soldier said, still pined to the floor under the leg.

Just give me a minute kid.“ The commander said drawing his sword and shield just in time to parry a leg blow, just after having his cloak torn of with a second blow he just barely dodged. Better make it 2 “He said swinging his sword to a dagger jumping on the kids body as leverage to dive straight into the awaiting spiders defence.

what do you think guys? compared to last story, I think I just hit a gold mine here. Half the stuff I put in here I thought up on the go, what do you think guys? To gory, to mature, to dark? like to have a say in the next part, say so in comments. Got a name for any of the characters, fire away. Just so you know I don't mind anything you say to me, so jeckers or any other mod on her please let them hate me, but hey guys. Don't hate each other in the comments ok? After all, a wall of text can hurt!