The truth The eye and the beholder [knives and legato]

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Lazlo was observing a walled structure, it looked like a directory of sorts, but in a completely different dialect.
He tapped his helmet with a

Ping ping ping

"There's a grave yard left of the court yard, you think you'd wanna do a bit of grave robbing?"

He turned looking for a response, then the small group of people around them.

"I'm all for it, but let's be a bit discrete yah? I don't want the locals throwing us out when we haven't even been here for 5 minutes.
 
He smirked. "Heh..sure, bet we can find some interesting things there."
He started walking and gestured for Lazlo to follow. Once they arrived, he immediately noticed that the ground was littered with bones. There was barely any ground to walk on there were so many.

"What the hell happened here?" He shook his head. "Nevermind...i'm better off not knowing. Let's just start searching."
 
H grabbed his arm and yanked him back, his facial features where not visible, but he sounded nervous.

"you dont see anything odd about this? In this insanity you think the undead just stop living cause their flesh breaks away...? If some bone monster comes out of this pile of marrow how are we gonna kill what we can't even stab? Ever thought a that?"
The knight smacked his friend on the back of the head, rather irritated, he stepped back a few up the steps rebutting his statement.

"why dont we just nab something off of one of those stragglers upstairs? I'm sure one of em has to be loosing his wits! "
 
He took a closer glance at the bones. He didn't think of that..even with giant dragon monsters, an undead knight tagging along with him and a giant crow that picked him up and flew him to god knows where.
"Yea..that sounds like a plan."
They exited the graveyard and made their way back to the campfire, where he immediately noticed an archer with a shortbow and a load of arrows. He stopped Lazlo quickly and whispered to him.

"Get behind those pillars and wait for it...I'll be right there." Soon as Lazlo got in position, he sat down next to the archer. Just looking at him you could tell his mind was long gone. He whispered to the man.
"Hey..i hear there's an exit behind that pillar over there..." The man immediately jumped up and ran out of sight screaming.

Kat looked at the others round the campfire.
"Wow...slight case of nerves huh?"
 
When the man took off, almost instantaneously there was a thud.
Then, a crunch.
The knight Lazlo came back from the pillar and sat next to his friend, bringing back his bow, and some arrows.

"special delivery!" he laughed at his crude humor.
But now, they needed to find Lazlo a sword.

"well now. The rest of these folks seem to be pretty smart, or at least bigger than that tooth pick.
Any ideas?"
 
Kat nodded as he took the bow and arrows. "Yep..we start there." He pointed to the giant fortress that loomed on the giant hill above them. "There's bound to be something up in there you can use. Plus, that way I can start getting some practice in. Let's go."

Kat bounded ahead. He wasn't afraid of most of the things here that he encountered..that giant dragon was the exception though. That thing was HUGE!
If there were more things like that, he might fear this world a little more. Still, for right now...he felt alright.
 
Lazlo and Kat prowled the lands for some time, half a day if anything. Talked to some merchants, hopefully to get lucky picking up a cheap sword. Or some armor. But their currency, was nothing better than the dirt below them.

They used souls now, the oddest of things.
So. They went back to bear backing it. Time though, and luck was now against them. Enemies became progressively harder. An above all, they where useless against the largest dragon that anyone of these two heros had ever seen. And it was blocking the way across the bridge.

The two of them where doomed. Pushed to throwing rocks from far across the bridge hoping to anger the thing and make it fly away.
But, luck finally cracked against them like a bolt of lightening.

Kat had shot an arrow. It ricochet and knocked a gargoyles hand loose. It was holding an axe.
An it fell, cutting off the dragons tail and clearing themselves a path.
But most of all, a dragons tail was the most valuable and enchanted thing people could ever get their hands on.

Now, was the time to craft.

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"PRAISE THE SUN!!!!"

Lazlo howled not to far away at a tattered shrine. He had now been particularly wound into this covenant. Whom above all things. Praised the sun.

For at least an hour everyday, he went to this shrine. Leaving Kat to his own resources. Which was his issue. Lazlo had created himself an amazing assortment of weapons off of this tail.
Crafted these amazing things. But as a knight. This skill was taught.
Kat was a archer, far from his grasp.

But, finally. Time was on the two gentlemen sides. The tail had crushed the opposite side of the bridge, and it looked as if this place had long sense been abandoned.


"PRAISE THE SUN!!!!"

Yet. Lazlo still roared.
The two needed to move though, soon.
 
Kat had no use for religion or praising some faint god or goddess of something. He believed in visible results, although he couldn't deny the strangeness of this world. Whenever he found himself resting at a lit campfire, any monsters he slaughtered were there when he went back. It was like they were remade or reborn or something. It was quite eerie, but still, he collected a fair amount of souls from them this way.

Using souls as currency...how odd! Still, long as he had them, he didn't mind. He mainly used them to purchase arrows and stuff from the merchant that he found wandering around the ruins.
As he returned to the shrine where Lazlo was, he heard him shouting "Praise the sun!" Jeez..he's loud enough that the monsters in the next castle could probably hear him!
 
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