Post by Mazaniam
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Chapter Two)
(Sorry for posting this a few hours after Chap. 2 but I don't know when I will have access to a computer again for a while so might as well)
Quarrel awoke to his new home. His master, Tekfein, stood next to him, although he was sleeping standing up, like many of the Darkfallen. For the hundredth time, he tried to sit up. His bonds, made of Primordial Saronite, where strong and held fast.
“Dammit!” He swore “For death’s sake, Darkclaw, UNTIE ME!” The ghoul, who couldn’t talk, merely stared at the wall. God he hated that thing. He was going mad. Four-FRICKING-walls all day.
“DARKCLAW! BREAKFAST!” Tekfein shrieked. His voice was like sandpaper. He hated the undead.
“I.said.BREAKFAST!” He said to the ghoul, who perked up and hurried through the door.
Now, little Frederick, its about time I trained you- ahh Darkclaw, lovely. Now, I know for a fact that most people eat some gnomish cereal or bacon or something normal. Not Tekfein. He was DRINKING from a lamb. Eugh?
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"As I was saying... You used a hammer when you belonged to your pitiful army. Here, you use a blade." Tekfein had taken them to the courts of death, otherwise known as the training courts or grounds. He tossed me a longsword, easily three foot, maybe three foot six. With my unnatural strength, I caught it easily, with little regard for the runes of healing and new beginnings, I knew what it was, and it's long and devastating history.
The runeblade was once known as
Sacrifice, a holy blade as a gift from a dragonkin to my great-great grandfather. They had fallen in love, and as a gift, presented it to him. Long story short, he lost it in battle. The next thing, his son found it again, and he became a death knight captain. He used it as a runeblade, but it soon fell from his grasp when the Argent Dawn attacked Naxxramas, given to a paladin by the name of Nilon the Restorer. He reforged it, and it was given to my father ... and well, if you read the rest of my journals, you will only know it as my father's blade. This was obviously a test.
"This is Tremor, blade of the dark lord. You will use it."Yes sir. Right away." We set off sparring. He pushed me hard, to my limits.
"You hold up well, let us see how you defend against THIS!" He unleashed a blast of unholy energy at me,I had a strange sense of Deja Vu, as I fell straight on my arse.
"Ha! Let us see... you see.. allow the energy to flow through you... shoot! Destroy it! Obliterate your target!" He showed me how to channel energy into his hand.
"Woah...."
