Another campfire night, another story about our dynamous anti-heroes, and trust me on this when i say, they are true heroes.
If my memories serves me well, we left this little band at maximum speed out of the first seargent’s camp after chopping his head off and burning down more than one tent. However our heroes still have two more camps left along with their heads.
The moon was trembling in it fullness in the night sky, a clear sky with everything visible, but alast such beauty did they not have time to breath in. They were in a great hurry since it woulden’t take long, before the other two camps hurt about the “mysterious” death of the first seargent.
Entry into the second camp is easily aquired since no alarm has been raised and plenty of glasses have (they are soldiers after all). The second camp is bigger, and better, which for any less party might have been a problem. Fortunate for our four heroes the lady of luck smiles upon them.
Some would assume our ninja was also a vampire since he do not kill during the day. So the day in the second camp was spend most similar to the day in the first camp. Eric & Lucy would simply sit, talk and drink, Thanos would gather information needed to relieve the seargent of his burden of life and Mr. Blackburn would ask people silly stuff.
Erast made some very unusual friends that day, firstly was Krista who had one hell of a mouth i might add. She was a messenger between the three camps and bloodhold, now you might ask: “why do we need to know the name of some random messenger?” To which i will simply reply “everything and everybody was placed on their road for a reason”. The second new and dear friend of Mr. Blackburn was Andy Collins the fixer, he provides the soldiers in the camp with any mundane item they would need. This include sexualised pictures of Sisters, which i talk from experience when i say, that they look awesome.
Night hit our little camp and heads fall, simple as that. No bloody massacre, no rain of meteors, one quick dagger to the neck and out. Simple, quick and boring.
quickly in the cover of the deep dark night they take their items and go towards the last camp. On their way in the wake of the dawn the meet a mysterious person on this uncharted road, Krista Hellmouth! Just as i told you that everything was there for a reason, so was she. She hitched a ride along our non-famous heroes towards the final seargent.
The third camp was highly more guard from “guests” and only Erast was allowed into the camp, because he had a gift for Mikkel Simba from his family member Jon Mufasa. However ninjas don’t sit idly by and let lesser assassins kill their target, so he quickly turns himself completely invisible and enters the camp, decapitate the seargent and leaves before anyone notices.
And this, ladies, gentlemen and that ogre thingy in the back, is how our heroes completed their first mission and started the ascension into the unknown…