Post by shiro on Aug 8, 2011 21:32:51 GMT
The trade was completed several months ago... Kyle still didn't know if his wife and children were alive but he had to go ahead with the trade when the orcs attacked! His life for his family... every night he prayed that the orcs were honourable enough to hold their word... it was all he had to survive on in this place....
He had endured the night journey with them to the port and even endured being treated like lifestock and taken away on the legendary ghost ship.... he had to be strong enough to carry on... he had to be strong enough to find a way out of hell and back to his family...
He was deep in thought a rareity in this place and a good reason for being a rareity as he soon found out.
He cried out in pain as the barbed whip cracked on his back, tearing his flesh.. He turned around to see the large muscular body of an acrh demon towering over him, its eyes full of anger and hate... It didn't need to say anything... Kyle knew instantly what to do... He grabbed the pick, thumbled a bit with the shackles and quickly continues to pick away at the cave walls at a fasted pace than normal....
The demon grunted with approval and moved on to torment some other poor soul....
Kyle could feel his back burning in pain, silent tears streamed down his coal blackened face.... He swore to himself he would get out of here... He couldn't die here... if he were to die he couldn't die in hell, he just couldn't.
His attention was distracted which was a good thing as it stopped him thinking of his burning, bloodied back.
Cackling of chickens... it would soon be food time... one of the many thuggish demons here turned the corned holding a dozen chicken all tied together by the legs some of them deformed from the journey to this realm.
The noise from them were deafening as if they knew what was to become of them. Kyle was sure the demon was deliberately delaying their fate, mainly to cause them as much distress as possible but also because the prisoners down here found this distressing.
The demon smiled then shouted "FOOD!". With than he hurled the cackling bundle at the cave wall. The sickening splat and dripping blood from the wall signified it was time to eat...
It was the same every day or night... no body really knew what time it was down here... They were made to scavage amongst themselves for raw bits of chicken and were given a large bowl of water to share amongst themselves like dogs before being expected to carry on mining... the first few days would often be the test for the unfortunate beings as to whether or not they would survive for a while... all too often many died through sheer food poisoning...and the disgusting conditions they would have to endure.
Kyle muttered under his breath a curse at the thug demon swearing he would find a way one day to rid the world of orcs and demons...
He had endured the night journey with them to the port and even endured being treated like lifestock and taken away on the legendary ghost ship.... he had to be strong enough to carry on... he had to be strong enough to find a way out of hell and back to his family...
He was deep in thought a rareity in this place and a good reason for being a rareity as he soon found out.
He cried out in pain as the barbed whip cracked on his back, tearing his flesh.. He turned around to see the large muscular body of an acrh demon towering over him, its eyes full of anger and hate... It didn't need to say anything... Kyle knew instantly what to do... He grabbed the pick, thumbled a bit with the shackles and quickly continues to pick away at the cave walls at a fasted pace than normal....
The demon grunted with approval and moved on to torment some other poor soul....
Kyle could feel his back burning in pain, silent tears streamed down his coal blackened face.... He swore to himself he would get out of here... He couldn't die here... if he were to die he couldn't die in hell, he just couldn't.
His attention was distracted which was a good thing as it stopped him thinking of his burning, bloodied back.
Cackling of chickens... it would soon be food time... one of the many thuggish demons here turned the corned holding a dozen chicken all tied together by the legs some of them deformed from the journey to this realm.
The noise from them were deafening as if they knew what was to become of them. Kyle was sure the demon was deliberately delaying their fate, mainly to cause them as much distress as possible but also because the prisoners down here found this distressing.
The demon smiled then shouted "FOOD!". With than he hurled the cackling bundle at the cave wall. The sickening splat and dripping blood from the wall signified it was time to eat...
It was the same every day or night... no body really knew what time it was down here... They were made to scavage amongst themselves for raw bits of chicken and were given a large bowl of water to share amongst themselves like dogs before being expected to carry on mining... the first few days would often be the test for the unfortunate beings as to whether or not they would survive for a while... all too often many died through sheer food poisoning...and the disgusting conditions they would have to endure.
Kyle muttered under his breath a curse at the thug demon swearing he would find a way one day to rid the world of orcs and demons...