Once upon a time, there was a place of stone carved faces. A man with a lantern lay sleeping a dreamless sleep. The man knew nothing. One day, the man woke up. He rubbed the dried ink caked over his eyes and opened them. Around him, he saw other people stirring, and beyond, a horizon of unbroken darkness. A woman approached the man; her soft hand reached out to him. They had no words. They were a mystery to each other.
Suddenly, a monster emerged from the darkness, its eyes wild with hunger. It attacked. The people were no match for the monster. It tore their flesh and crushed their bones between its teeth. Some, it devoured whole. Overcome with terror and grief, the man with the lantern collapsed to the ground. Cold stone noses pushed into his side. There was no escape. But the man did not want to die. Desperately grasping at the cold stone faces, he felt a crack and tore at it with all his might. A piece of stone came free. It was sharp and deadly. The man with the lantern scrambled to his feet, his weapon clenched in his fist. He took a deep breath and roared into the darkness. somewhere in the place of stone face, nameless men stand together. They have nothing but a need to survive and a lantern to light their struggle.
Suddenly, a monster emerged from the darkness, its eyes wild with hunger. It attacked. The people were no match for the monster. It tore their flesh and crushed their bones between its teeth. Some, it devoured whole. Overcome with terror and grief, the man with the lantern collapsed to the ground. Cold stone noses pushed into his side. There was no escape. But the man did not want to die. Desperately grasping at the cold stone faces, he felt a crack and tore at it with all his might. A piece of stone came free. It was sharp and deadly. The man with the lantern scrambled to his feet, his weapon clenched in his fist. He took a deep breath and roared into the darkness. somewhere in the place of stone face, nameless men stand together. They have nothing but a need to survive and a lantern to light their struggle.
The voice of the men were cracked and garbled, wheezing out their names.
"Wilger.." The shorter one squeaked out. His eyes shined akin to that of a madman's. His weak legs ready to push themselves towards the alabaster lion with human hands.
"Jeroth." The taller one coughed out as he hefted the stone in his hand. It was sharp, but weighty. Enough to disrupt the lion.
"Easy Boi..." The third one wheezed out as he clutched his shard, feeling himself shook alive by the events.
"Tirin.." The one rasped out as his eyes darted around the darkness, shifting to see the lantern's light.
The men carefully split into pairs. Wilger and Tirin keeping its attention as Jeroth and Easy Boi manuevered from his right side. A ferocious snarl predated the fierce bounds of the predator as his massive paw smacked into Wilger. The yells of the men could be heard as their counteract began. A well-aimed stone sliced through the right wrist of the beast as its hand flopped onto the floor. Sharpened stone piercing its tough hide before bringing its remaining hand up.
Skittering backwards, Wilger lay slumped by the lantern. A deep red oozing onto the stone faces that appeared to be crying. The men's assault grew violent as Jeroth began using his own claw and teeth against the beast. Easy Boi had managed to slice its leg, causing the beast to wobble before redoubling its efforts. Jeroth was brushed away by the beast's turn. Unable to warn or react, Jeroth watched as Easy' Bois face of shocked disappeared behind the cavernous maw of the beast. His life ending with a sickening crunch. He was uncertain if that was even his name or him trying to calm the beast that had just ended his life. The only thing that snapped him back into reality was the gushing geyser of blood that splattered onto Tirin, Jeroth and stained the beasts' white coat. Launching into a flurry, the two tried to match its blows as Jeroth missed a strike. The beast's retaliation was overwhelming. His eyes struggling to keep track of the fury-filled swipes before letting out a gasp. His chest felt warm; his eyes nervously glancing down at the torn flesh and oozing blood. A paw swiped out from under him as an audible crack rang out. He could not move his jaw. Dead weight hung from his open mouth as the pain's numbness faded and he was brought back to reality.
His breath was shallow as his lungs felt punctured by pieces of shattered rib. He was worn down and prepared for death. The beast's imminent paw swinging towards him before its body jerked and collapsed forward. Tirin's eyes were that of the wild beasts, gripping the bloody dagger tightly as his pale knuckles contrasted the crimson stain. Silently, the two of them harvested the beast. Claws, spines, sinew, organs. The necessities to survival.
More humans like them peered out, following them as they carried the bodies and set off to establish their settlement. The people stood silently as Tirin looked down at the stone dagger. A nudge from Jeroth pushed him in front of the crowd as they looked at him expectantly.. "Fuck." The first words were spoken in the settlement of Mach Entertainment. A common language forming as they discussed on how to deal with the bodies. One of the settlers, Walrus, had spoken up. He believed it would be best to bury the dead in graves to honor them, believing it best to build the settlement on that of great men and women.
With the deaths of Wilger and EZ Boi, they had begun to construct their town. An area for sharpening bones into weapons. An area for turning those hides into armor to protect them. Their supplies dwindled as they realize they needed more. Tirin reflected upon the glowing stone in the center of their community, seeking guidance as he let Jeroth in charge of the newbloods.
Jeroth the First would show Walrus, Cutiepool and Jow Blow the way of the huntsman.
Prologue End.
((Hey everyone. Joe/Taters was really interested in Kingdom Death and got me to play a bit of it. Coolpool and Walrus jumped in and I jumped out so Tirin could join. We started naming people after the community of mach entertainment. I plan to write more when we play more and when I'm not such a sleepy boi. Keep your eyes peeled for the actual game and the story!))
