Munch's master: Sorry, I missed a word there, so I'll edit my post.
Thanks everyone, heres another chapter to my story:
Chapter 2: Attack on Dorath
"Thats what happened" the steef completed after telling of how his village was completely destroyed by three demonic looking glocktiki. The steef identified himself as Vatrok, elder steef of the destroyed village. Tealos himself was a shaman and mudarcher in training and so had been able to summon the ability to revive the steef while his teacher Gelrood tended to the grubb. After the four talked extensively about the glocktiki and the village they left the steef and grubb to prepare for their journey back to find survivers of the attack.
Tealos ran over the mornings event from 'the legend of Devis' to the end of the story of the glocktiki. "Hey!" Tealos turned to see the grubb he and his teacher saved earlier walking towards him. "I never really, ah, got a chance to thank you ya know?" He looked at Tealos. "I didnt save you though, Gelrood did" Tealos replied. "Yeah but you helped Vatrok, and without him I'd be dead!" The grubb said. "No biggy" Tealos replied. "I'm Salamander" the grubb then said "you are?" he asked. "Tealos, mudarcher in training and recently full fledged shaman" Tealos declared proudly. "Cool, shaman huh?" Salamander said. "Yes I'm a physical and spiritual healer" Tealos replied, again rather proudly. "We sure could have used you at last legs Salamander said remembering how the settlement was destroyed. "Last legs?" Tealos said, another legend coming back to him, "wasnt that where half the battle was fought against that Sekto guy?" he asked. "You know 'bout that?" Salamander said surprised. "Painful memories, lets change subject. Whats it like living here?" he said. As Tealos opened his mouth to reply a mudakon ran to them. "Sl... sl..." he huffed. "What is it?" Tealos asked desperately. "Sligs!!" the mudakon cried before fainting. "What!?" Tealos said looking toward his village. Bullets flew through the air and bolts of lightning crackled back. "NOO!!!" Tealos shouted running for his village.
Gelrood had known it was coming but no amount of preparation could have made them ready for this. "Theres no end to them!" a fellow mudarcher yelled. "Keep strong, theres got to be an end to them some time" Gelrood said, though he was begining to doubt it. He spotted Tealos running along the ground below him. "Tealos!" he yelled at the mudakon.
Tealos heard Gelrood call him and looked up to the battle platform to see him. "Gelrood!" he yelled back running to the top. "What is it?" Tealos asked. "You must help with this fight, though your primary duty as a shaman is to help those who are injured I want you to keep fighting" Gelrood said. Tealos looked out to the horizon and saw a line of dots, two, three. Flying sligs. "Flyers!" he yelled to the mudarchers. Tomahawkers began leaping down to meet the sligs head on. Shaman appeared standing along the walls.
"Ready!" Jaxun, leader of the tomahawkers called. "Aim!" Firana, leader of the mudarchers commanded. "ATTACK!!!" Gelrood roared, sending a blast of spooce energy at the sligs as the main attack wave of the mudakons commenced fire. "Eat this bastards!" Tealos called firing bolts charged with energy at a big bro slig. And so the battle raged on...
Hope you liked it!
