“Remarl Got Drunk” was a piece started by Remarl that turned into a long story based in the lore of Guild Wars co-written by members of Marked Souls. The following members contributed to the story: Remarl, Raven, Kousei, and Lyne.
Chapter 01: Remarl Got Drunk
Chapter 02: A Meeting of Friends
Chapter 03: Astra’s Experience
Chapter 04: Confessor Dorian
Chapter 05: The Escape and the Battle
Chapter 06: Nature’s Force
Chapter 07: Camp
Chapter 05 of Remarl Got Drunk
by Lyne
The Escape
As they paused, a blaring horn was heard coming from the camp and the sound echoed throughout the island as others answered the first. “That is the Jatakas sound, calling for the troops to converge.” said Kousei. He started running down the hill at break neck speed, the others followed behind him. As they approached the squads from behind, they were just climbing another hill. Kousei made short work of the squads, since their monks were trailing and were left unprotected. As he slayed the last of them at the top, he realized that this was not a hill but on the other side there was a cliff, and at the base of the cliff, he saw Gaile and Wil trapped with troops slowly making their way through the forest below. Kousei called Gaile, she glanced up at him, and talked to Wil. Quickly Wil produced a rope, attached it to an arrow and started to knock his arrow aiming high. Kousei turned around and yelled, “get out of the way, down the hill and spread out, FAST”. The arrow whizzed through going high, and then landed on the top of the hill with its tip firmly secured to the edge of the cliff. Kousei was amazed at the precision of the hit, especially with a rope attached. He grabbed the rope, made a loop, and wore it like a harness around his torso and over one shoulder. In the meantime, Remarl, got his hands on the rope as well, and as soon as they did, they felt a tug, and the weight of a man was dragging them down. Kousei turned to Amani and said “go see what is happening at the other end. Astra, come help with pressure here”. As Amani was walking to the edge of the cliff, Wil just arrived at the top, and Astra had to go help her to get Wil over the edge. Kousei, glaring at Wil said “where is Gaile? You left her down there?” Wil responded with an even tone “We have to pull her up, she can’t climb, I made her a secure harness”. – “Ok let’s get closer to the edge and heave, Remarl, switch with me I will pull, Astra, you need to be on the line, and Wil also.”
- “I have to barrage from here, they are getting closer to her now”
- “Ok then. Amani, you know what to do”
As they were heaving Gaile up, it was just in the nick of time, as the troops were getting almost into spell casting range, Wil barraged them continually to keep them at a safe distance from Gaile, while Amani cast protection spells on her. Gaile clambered with Kousei’s help onto the hill, and was breathless for a few moments.
While all of that was happening, a few other things were taking place. Allorathine had started to make minions from anyone that was slain, and Sylvia was making sure that Wil’s quiver was never empty. The troops that were at the foot of the cliff had to double back and go a few miles to get to the edge of that hill and climb it, but some troops were already here, and there was no time for respite.
The Battle
Kousei went into his battle rage immediately, as Wil was using his arrows to keep the enemies at bay, the minions were also attacking, and what looked like a last stand began.
The din of the battle was what he heard. It was the only thing he heard. The shouts, the agony, every swing he made slashed through flesh like it was thick mud, specks of blood on his face, and the woad now has rivulets of sweat flowing down one side. His face was ugly, and his eyes were on fire. He almost saw the face of every enemy, their snarling faces as they approached him, and then the bulging eyes the opened mouth revealing their teeth, a cry of pain as he thrusts his sword through every one of them. It’s the same thing. He feels almost no pain in his wielding arm, he has no time for pain. He feels no mercy or sympathy for any of them, all he sees is his hope to get to Dorian. The picture of his fleshy face with the high eyebrows mocking people, the supposedly distinctive beard and the haughty look flashed in front of his eyes. He cannot wait to see him die for his inequities. With that thought, his swings doubled in strength and speed. Minions getting up from more bodies than he had seen for many years, “just like the battle of the line, years ago” he thought to himself. Then just as suddenly as they began, everything stopped. A loud voice came from the slope of the hill. “Ahahahahahhhhhh, you are trapped. I would not want to kill you all, but I see that you are all here, you have things that are mine, give them to me and you shall go free” said Dorian. Kousei responded “and what might those be?”; “The creature, and the artifact, I give you … ummmmm five minutes to decide, and then it will be the end for you all, should you not comply”
Kousei turned back to his friends, and seeing their state, all he said was “It is a fight to the death this time”.
He then turned to Dorian and yelled “No deal”.
Dorian turned back and with two squads headed back to his camp. Before he left, he instructed his general to kill everyone but the nymph and bring all their bodies to him.
Kousei had only a few seconds to take a breather and the assault resumed, droves of warriors attacked and they started to overwhelm their defenses. At a certain point, Kousei was attacked so harshly by a pickaxe warrior that his armor pierced his wielding arm and was fused to his wound. As he swung his sword with his right arm, it flew uncontrollably back and lodged itself in the ground. After this injury his armor severed the muscle with every move he made, he had to pull his katana from its sheath strapped to his back and use his left arm to continue the fight. After 5 minutes of battle, it seemed impossible to thwart the continuous assault, and they started losing ground and hope.
