World Seed

"Kabba you and the direwolves go clean up the remaining goblins, then help the rest hold the front gates." Aerwyn commanded.

He couldn"t remove the thought from his head that the darkness was about to tear his soul apart once again to resurrect Velk. A chill down his spine would undoubtedly be added to the feeling of resurrecting the dead from this point on.

It appeared that he had gotten enough souls to allow for the resurrection without feeling like he was going to pa.s.s out, allowing him to sigh in relief. Looking down, Aerwyn watched on as Velk"s body convulsed and spewed out black smoke from his many wounds. The thought occurred to him; perhaps the black smoke that heals his undead is the same as the horrifying darkness he witnessed.

Velk stood up as the black smoke dissipated.

"Master, Velk serves..." His voice was rough and b.e.s.t.i.a.l as ever. He sounded like what Aerwyn imagined Rorik would sound like if he could speak.

"Good, good..." Aerwyn paused realizing he was picking up Tylin"s speaking habits. He slapped his cheek to remind himself to find better people to emulate before clearing his throat and continuing.

"Ahem... Anyway let"s go end this."

The avenue was littered with goblin corpses and red smears as they made their way to the gate. All the goblins in the city were dead and all that remained were the ones still battling outside the walls desperately trying to make it through the gates. The souls of the fallen streamed in and he was beginning to not even notice them anymore, as if his mind simply ignored the fact that they existed at all.

His undead executed his plan perfectly, forcing the goblins to lose their numbers advantage due to being funneled a few at a time through the gates. Aerwyn could see that Bon was looking fatigued, probably from using so much mana in a short period of time.

He wondered how mana even interacted with his undead. They didn"t eat, drink, or grow tired but clearly casting spells was different and caused fatigue if they casted too many. It made him wonder what would happen if he gave his undead an order that they physically couldn"t complete.

"Would they attempt it until they died?" Seemingly answering his question, Bon was weakly attempting to raise his arms and shoot another fire blast when Aerwyn called out to him.

"Bon, you"ve done enough. Rest now." He made a mental note to be more careful with the commands he gave his undead from now on. If Bon had continued following his command perhaps he"d end up burning his soul away once he ran out of mana.

"Velk, join the others and defend the gate."

"Yes master..."

Aerwyn joined Bon on the walls and looking over he could still see a troublesome amount of goblins left. He took aim and fired at the goblins furthest from the gates. His idea was that once resurrected they would make quick work of the remaining goblins by attacking from both the front and the rear.

His charging speed for the flame lance seemed to have improved thanks to his frequent use and the goblins could only watch as his purple flames rained down upon them from above. Now that their hobgoblins and number advantage was removed it was as simple as shooting fish in a barrel.

He fired until he began to feel the early signs of soul fatigue, pausing to watch as his undead finished off the remainder of the surrounded enemies. Once the last living goblin fell, Aerwyn ordered his undead to collect the mana cores. All together he should have close to seven hundred now, surely that would be enough to outfit at least some goblins with steel.

"This is about when Tylin should appear... Behind me!" He whispered to himself while spinning around abruptly. His sight met with the clear night sky and the shadowy shapes of the ruined city but Tylin was nowhere to be found.

"What are you doing dear boy?" Tylin spoke from behind him.

"d.a.m.n it..." Aerwyn hung his head in shame before turning around. He was surprised to see not only Tylin, but Sera as well.

"Sera? What are you doing here?" He asked not being able to hold back his smile towards the pretty elf.

"Ah, mil saeri was worried for you. I tried telling her that you would be fine but she just insisted on coming." Tylin was oblivious ever, not realizing or caring that he was being embarra.s.sing.

"I just didn"t want you getting him killed for a crazy experiment after we went through the trouble of saving his life. I"m glad to see you"re ok Aerwyn." Sera rebuked, smacking Tylin in his arm.

"Thank-" Aerwyn began to speak before Tylin pulled a Tylin.

"Yes, yes the boy is fine. You and Jeren should... Speaking of, where is that Jeren? Anyway, you two should make camp with us tonight. Aerwyn"s undead can keep watch so that you both can rest."

"Oh... He should still be back in the forest. I"ll go get him." Sera spoke das.h.i.+ng off the walls to the ground below.

When it was just Tylin left, Aerwyn explained what he had experienced in the darkness but Tylin was just as lost as he was and offered him no answers.
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"I"m thinking about staying here in the ruins from now on. I already have over fifty undead and that number is only growing. It"s going to become a problem if i keep them all in Setrhyn, so i thought i"d fix up the ruins and work on training my powers more." Aerwyn spoke nervously, unsure how Tylin would react to his words.

"What brought this on?" Tylin showed a rare concerned expression that surprised him.

"When i had the dream with the faceless man, i worried about what would happen if he or whoever wants me dead found me. The more i think about the darkness i experienced, the more that I can"t shake the feeling that it"s somehow connected. It only reinforces my drive to grow stronger so that if and when i do encounter whoever is after me i won"t be as helpless as last time. What do you think?"

"Very good, i think it"s a splendid idea. Setrhyn is only half a days ride if you use your barghest. You"ll be able to grow more rapidly out in the wilds and you"ll still be close enough for Sera and i to check up on you. Just be careful you don"t travel too far north, there"s an orc village thirty odd kilometers up river from here. Hmm... Do you plan to travel with us to Setrhyn tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I want to buy the goblins some weapons like you instructed."

"Good, good." Tylin motioned Aerwyn to follow and he obliged bringing Rin, Ren, and Bon along.

They traveled along the avenue towards the spire in the center of the city. Now that Aerwyn got a closer look at it; the top half of the building lay to its side as if a strong wind had snapped it in half. The building seemed to be fairly stable despite the fact that it was over eight hundred years old. The doorway was also draped in furs implying that it was safe enough for the goblins to use it for shelter.

A few other buildings that could have once been shops still stood in the square, seemingly defiant to the trials of time in contrast to the many more piles of stone rubble he could see surrounding them. Tylin led the group through the fur draped doorway entering the spire.

The entrance hall was circular in shape with two spiral stair cases on either side that ran along the walls much like a lighthouse. There were some furs and old tomes at the other end of the hall next to a wooden stump that had a lit fat burning lamp atop it.

"Master, i believe this was once a mages tower. It was unused by the goblins before i was born. There were tomes inside and after many years of gazing at the symbols i was able to glean some understanding, learning my fire magic. Since then i often use this place to study the many tomes left behind."

"Fascinating... You actually taught yourself the language of Millin as a mere goblin. That"s an impressive feat." Bon nodded offering no more conversation. It seemed his undead didn"t like to speak to anyone other than him. Tylin walked to the tomes before picking one up and glossing it over.

"I think i"ll live here... Have you explored the higher floors? Are they stable?" Aerwyn asked Bon.

"Yes, master. The second floor is filled with more tomes while i believe the third was used as a laboratory. The forth floor is open from where the building broke apart and whatever the mages used it for was lost to the elements."

"Hmm, ok it"ll do for now."

Aerwyn was giddy, he liked the idea of rebuilding the city and populating it with his undead. Although it would likely take him a long time, he looked forward to the prospect of creating something that was his and his alone. Sera and Jeren entered the building a short while later. They decided to spend the night in the spire, only having a quick snack before the tired bunch went to sleep.