The Forbidden Island of the Lost
( Amber Khan's point of view )
We hit the beach of this huge island, with it's dormant volcano at it's heart, and jungle as far as the eye can see. Why did Marisa drop us here? Why not closer to where we needed to be. And this heat, for the gods sake, it's so humid my body feels like it's melting. I turn to see the portal about to close, and Elyvenis rushes through right as it does. Lucky girl, but half elves seem to find that type of luck, and they get out of sticky situation more times then any other race. Marisa casts a spell to show us the way I guess, I watch as an arrow rushes across the sands, then that big loaf of a half orc Zarad pushes past us all to lead the way. Then that's when we hear that shrill of a long drawn out scream from the heart of the jungle. It sends chill down my spine, but the sound doesn't seem to effect the others, as they just press on into jungle ahead of us.
My attention turns toward that fine measure of a man in Granthor, I didn't know he was a Stormhand, if I could get his eye it would help my standing in the capital. But who am I fooling myself, Marisa already has her eye on him, and I see how they act together. What a shame, but then there is his friend Red, I could do worst, but he is still a great fighter. A huge plus in my book, and good men are very hard to find now a days.
Some trees crash down around us, I grab hold of my swords, pulling them out to get ready for what is coming. But it's just a large sloth type creature, knocking over trees so it can eat the tops off.
" Take it easy lass, it's just a jungle sloth. They are very gentle creatures, and don't attack anyone. ", says Red with a laugh.
" I know that Red, I am not stupid you know. I just got surprised is all. ", I say to him as I slam my swords back in there holders.
Blast the guy, I bet he was just as jumpy when those trees fell. Now I am on guard, this time it's a sloth, next time it might be something worst. I watch as Ash and Elyvenis rush off to scout ahead of us, and Zarad stops in his tracks waiting on Ash to return. Granthor walks over to me with a water skin extended out.
" You better have a quick drink Amber, this jungle heat is bad, and I can tell your having a hard time of it. ", says Granthor with a smile.
I thank him for the quick drink, and the water feels so good going down my throat. I pour just a small bit over my head, and it gives me a quick relief from this heat. The others return and say they found a cave just up ahead, and Marisa tells them that's where we need to get going next. The magical arrow that lead us this far, turns in the direction of the cave in question. And again Zarad pushes ahead of us all, and leads the way with quickened steps. What is his problem? Stupid half orc, he has alot brawn and no brain. I wouldn't ever get one of these half orcs crossed with me, but I would love to have one fighting at my side. I will watch his back, as long as he keeps mine guarded.
We reach the caves mouth and the shrill scream can be heard from behind us now, the hairs on the back of my neck go up. What the hell is out there, and do I want to know? I turn to see Max and Garwen looking into the darkened cave, and Red and Granthor draw swords with shields in hand, and they move just behind me. A low trimmer crosses the ground, and Marisa takes out her mages book. It must be something major coming at us, I never knew a mage to take out their books, unless they were about to cast a very powerful spell. I watch as the book floats above her left hand, and the pages turn without her touching them. Garwen now moves next to me with her shield extended, Ash and Elyvenis have their bows aimed out and ready to fire, but Max retreats into the cave. Blast him, something is hunting us down from the jungle, and he runs off to hide. I draw my swords, and I stand ready to fight, then that howling screaming shrill is right on top of us now. The trees shake, birds fly away, and the ground beneath us rumbles with each foot step that can be heard. Then we see it as it pushes out from the trees, it's huge almost as tall as the trees around it.
Two barren eyes stare at us with a pure hatred, and another growl surges from its crooked mouth in unfathomable agony. Two enormous horns adorns its slim head, which itself is glowing faintly in the shaded trees. Quick breathing escapes the creature's jagged nostrils set within a shrivelled nose. Its slim head sits atop a tall, blubbery body. Spikes cover its shoulders, I don't exactly want to take a closer look to inspect this further.
The creature bolts toward us, its two legs calmly carry its diabolical body with a restless energy. A bony tail moves behind it, its movements reminiscent of that of a cat. Two cramped wings extend themselves fully. Fiery bones, and fleshy membranes stretch upward before curling up. The creature's stare becomes more and more menacing with every second. Then it strikes and we go into action.
To be continued...............